He didn't even fight when Vash pulled away to stand and put that painfully fake smile on his face again, just stared between the two of them in confusion before the words sank in and his eyes went wide, and he was on his feet before he even realized what he was doing. It was easier to forget his own worries, when a bombshell like that was dropped on them, and suddenly he was focused again on doing anything he could to help soothe what was very obviously a horrible shock.
"You mean-...the little one, before you were born? Tessa? No...Tessla?" He shook his head, his mind already conjuring up all sorts of horrors that the poor thing might have already been through, if she was already afraid of humans. "Course not, she won't see a speck of me, I promise!"
And then Blondie made the whole thing even worse, and the thought of that little girl, chopped into bits and floating in those vats but alive made him suddenly move forward and wrap his arms around him in a tight hold.
"Fuck, Vash." His voice was soft, and it was clear that he wasn't falling for the 'I'm fine' act one little bit. "I...I don't even know what to say, at this point. Just...fuck. It's gonna be ok, though. I'll take yah t'check on 'er when you're ready, keep well outta the way so I don't scare 'er. Maybe it'll help, gettin' t'see 'er safe an' sound, yeah? But not until you're ready, alright? You got a lotta stuff just dropped on your head today. It's alright if you need time."
It was strange, and not even something he even seemed to realize was happening, the way his entire focus seemed to just switch so quickly now that it was one of them who was in distress. He couldn't think about his own worries right now, not when Blondie was dealing with so much, not when both of them were trying so hard to hide the pain.
So it probably wasn't much of a surprise when he shifted just enough to look back at Needle-Noggin, the concern on his face holding just a little bit more of a stubborn edge to it as he gestured him over.
"You. You c'mere, too. Don't think that smile fooled me one little bit, you know they never have." He held his arm out, his fingers making mindless little grabby wiggles as he silently demanded he come in to join the hug.
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"You mean-...the little one, before you were born? Tessa? No...Tessla?" He shook his head, his mind already conjuring up all sorts of horrors that the poor thing might have already been through, if she was already afraid of humans. "Course not, she won't see a speck of me, I promise!"
And then Blondie made the whole thing even worse, and the thought of that little girl, chopped into bits and floating in those vats but alive made him suddenly move forward and wrap his arms around him in a tight hold.
"Fuck, Vash." His voice was soft, and it was clear that he wasn't falling for the 'I'm fine' act one little bit. "I...I don't even know what to say, at this point. Just...fuck. It's gonna be ok, though. I'll take yah t'check on 'er when you're ready, keep well outta the way so I don't scare 'er. Maybe it'll help, gettin' t'see 'er safe an' sound, yeah? But not until you're ready, alright? You got a lotta stuff just dropped on your head today. It's alright if you need time."
It was strange, and not even something he even seemed to realize was happening, the way his entire focus seemed to just switch so quickly now that it was one of them who was in distress. He couldn't think about his own worries right now, not when Blondie was dealing with so much, not when both of them were trying so hard to hide the pain.
So it probably wasn't much of a surprise when he shifted just enough to look back at Needle-Noggin, the concern on his face holding just a little bit more of a stubborn edge to it as he gestured him over.
"You. You c'mere, too. Don't think that smile fooled me one little bit, you know they never have." He held his arm out, his fingers making mindless little grabby wiggles as he silently demanded he come in to join the hug.