Vash hears somebody coming -- it's hard to sneak up on someone dragging a sled full of computer parts! -- but a quick glance behind him confirms that it's just another Vash. Why are there so many of him here, and so few Knives? It doesn't seem fair. It's like even the plants who brought them here think that Knives isn't important.
The whole world hates his brother, and he's really annoyed about it.
But he nods politely at the new Vash, not bothering to turn back around when the man approaches. Instead, Vash points down at the city below, specifically at the grand boulevard leading out of town that's currently choked with what looks like army people, or police, maybe.
"Look. They're not letting anyone out." Some people got out, as evidenced by the smoke on the horizon, but that was the other city. This city is locked down tight, and that worries Vash even more. He wraps his arms around his legs and rests his chin on his knees, never looking away from the city below. "D'you think they know what's happening?" That they're gonna disappear soon?"
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The whole world hates his brother, and he's really annoyed about it.
But he nods politely at the new Vash, not bothering to turn back around when the man approaches. Instead, Vash points down at the city below, specifically at the grand boulevard leading out of town that's currently choked with what looks like army people, or police, maybe.
"Look. They're not letting anyone out." Some people got out, as evidenced by the smoke on the horizon, but that was the other city. This city is locked down tight, and that worries Vash even more. He wraps his arms around his legs and rests his chin on his knees, never looking away from the city below. "D'you think they know what's happening?" That they're gonna disappear soon?"