[ It's so tempting to just melt into the touch that he's being showered with, to let it lull him into a likely not-so-restful sleep, like how the warmth of their proximity is already trying to do to him. ]
Would it be so bad? [ He starts, quiet as a mouse in church almost, the tone of his voice thread thin as he pulls himself close tight with Nai, as though there was any room. It's as if in this moment Nai is what's tethering him to this space, rather than letting him float away. ]
To stay. [ He knows the answer. It's a horrible thing to want. To even consider it. In a way he feels as though the wish he made when drifting to this place has already come true. And yet, there are the people they've left behind, their sisters, the humans, everyone and everything they know. The confession of it makes Vash feel microscopic. ]
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Would it be so bad? [ He starts, quiet as a mouse in church almost, the tone of his voice thread thin as he pulls himself close tight with Nai, as though there was any room. It's as if in this moment Nai is what's tethering him to this space, rather than letting him float away. ]
To stay. [ He knows the answer. It's a horrible thing to want. To even consider it. In a way he feels as though the wish he made when drifting to this place has already come true. And yet, there are the people they've left behind, their sisters, the humans, everyone and everything they know. The confession of it makes Vash feel microscopic. ]