( water isn't food, no, but it is something to all plant-life, isn't it? a-hyuck —
( no, we aren't sorry for that and no, we aren't taking it back. you're going to have to deal with it. )
he notes the way his brother doesn't maintain eye contact, eventually turning his own gaze downward toward the table's surface and its contents, at least until vash speaks up again. he takes that silent gratitude for what it is and stows it away for some time in the future when he thinks he might need that softness. for whatever reason.
he doesn't speak up again until they've managed to make the place look like it hadn't just staved off some kind of world war, the couch back in its rightful place and everything else assuming some sort of order.
then, he breathes out a sigh. ) Now? ( almost like a small child having been told it's time to do something it does not want to do, but he had said he would go with him … so. )
All right, now. But no more sweets. ( a beat of a pause, and then: ) … Please.
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( no, we aren't sorry for that and no, we aren't taking it back. you're going to have to deal with it. )
he notes the way his brother doesn't maintain eye contact, eventually turning his own gaze downward toward the table's surface and its contents, at least until vash speaks up again. he takes that silent gratitude for what it is and stows it away for some time in the future when he thinks he might need that softness. for whatever reason.
he doesn't speak up again until they've managed to make the place look like it hadn't just staved off some kind of world war, the couch back in its rightful place and everything else assuming some sort of order.
then, he breathes out a sigh. ) Now? ( almost like a small child having been told it's time to do something it does not want to do, but he had said he would go with him … so. )
All right, now. But no more sweets. ( a beat of a pause, and then: ) … Please.