No, that smile wasn't fooling anybody, but he understood only too well the shame that came with being unable to control himself, especially when it ended up hurting others. His smile was sympathetic as Vash spoke – yeah, he's dumped too much information on people too, using that connection. It was honestly a wonder that little Nai was willing to talk to him at all, after everything he'd forced the kid to witness. Their powers were difficult to control, especially when they were stressed, or tired... it really was best to avoid that kind of connection altogether.
Really, they should stay away from everyone, forever, but that kind of loneliness didn't bear thinking about.
Valentinez Blue. The name wasn't familiar, but the piece of tech that 'Val' set on the countertop sure was! He picked it up, excited to poke at it, checking how the interface worked, trying to figure out the buttons and settings... sorry for snooping, Val, but you can't put a toy in front of a kid and not expect them to play with it!
“This is remarkable!” Assuming the range was more than a few miles – which probably depended on satellites, given that he hadn't seen any new transmitter towers recently – something like this device could be a lifesaver for folks out in the desert! “You said you can get news on it? From Earth?”
He probably should have taken Val up on his offer for a change of clothes. As he handed the device back, out on the street a passerby glanced casually in the window... and did a doubletake at the spikey haired man sitting at the counter in a distinctive red coat. A second later the man was gone, running down the street at top speed in search of one of the soldiers patrolling the area.
Completely unaware that they were about to be interrupted, Vash ran his fingertip around the crumbs on his plate, salvaging the last remnants of that delicious sandwich. “We really could use those out...” He glanced again at the back room, dropping his voice quieter to avoid being overheard. Val might be comfortable having the person in the back overhear him talking about using a fake name, but there was a huge difference between admitting to using a pseudonym and giving away the location of Rem and the kids. “...out and about,” he finished, somewhat lamely.
How to tell his other self that Rem was alive, and living next to the ruins of July? He'd already stuck his foot in his mouth with the Vash who was traveling with Wolfwood. Maybe they should head out of town for that part of the conversation, just in case things got... emotional? He stuck his finger in his mouth, savoring the crumbs like they were the finest chocolate. That was so much better than a ration bar! “You'll have to show me where you got it!”
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Really, they should stay away from everyone, forever, but that kind of loneliness didn't bear thinking about.
Valentinez Blue. The name wasn't familiar, but the piece of tech that 'Val' set on the countertop sure was! He picked it up, excited to poke at it, checking how the interface worked, trying to figure out the buttons and settings... sorry for snooping, Val, but you can't put a toy in front of a kid and not expect them to play with it!
“This is remarkable!” Assuming the range was more than a few miles – which probably depended on satellites, given that he hadn't seen any new transmitter towers recently – something like this device could be a lifesaver for folks out in the desert! “You said you can get news on it? From Earth?”
He probably should have taken Val up on his offer for a change of clothes. As he handed the device back, out on the street a passerby glanced casually in the window... and did a doubletake at the spikey haired man sitting at the counter in a distinctive red coat. A second later the man was gone, running down the street at top speed in search of one of the soldiers patrolling the area.
Completely unaware that they were about to be interrupted, Vash ran his fingertip around the crumbs on his plate, salvaging the last remnants of that delicious sandwich. “We really could use those out...” He glanced again at the back room, dropping his voice quieter to avoid being overheard. Val might be comfortable having the person in the back overhear him talking about using a fake name, but there was a huge difference between admitting to using a pseudonym and giving away the location of Rem and the kids. “...out and about,” he finished, somewhat lamely.
How to tell his other self that Rem was alive, and living next to the ruins of July? He'd already stuck his foot in his mouth with the Vash who was traveling with Wolfwood. Maybe they should head out of town for that part of the conversation, just in case things got... emotional? He stuck his finger in his mouth, savoring the crumbs like they were the finest chocolate. That was so much better than a ration bar! “You'll have to show me where you got it!”