[Some things come at too high a price. He wants to say so, but doesn't. The lives of lost humanity was irrelevant, but everything else wasn't. Time wasted. Energy wasted. Decades frittered away, for what? They'd nearly killed each other. Knives had even run Vash through outright, for ... just a few months of peace.]
It was hard-won. I don't intend to go through it again. I wonder how you'll do, without that woman's ridiculous dreams as a guide.
[He sure as hell wasn't going to teach those poisonous delusions himself, even if it did help eventually. Bad enough one Vash was corrupted by it!
Knives didn't think of Wolfwood. Barely thought of him when the man was alive, and now that he was pushing up cacti, even less so. He did his job, that was enough. The strange attachments Vash built with humans wasn't something he shared. That Vash was so deeply shaken by their passing was evidence of how badly Rem had warped him, not some failing on Knives' part.
Surely.
He starts walking again, heading for firmer ground than loose sand.]
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Date: 2013-05-23 07:13 am (UTC)It was hard-won. I don't intend to go through it again. I wonder how you'll do, without that woman's ridiculous dreams as a guide.
[He sure as hell wasn't going to teach those poisonous delusions himself, even if it did help eventually. Bad enough one Vash was corrupted by it!
Knives didn't think of Wolfwood. Barely thought of him when the man was alive, and now that he was pushing up cacti, even less so. He did his job, that was enough. The strange attachments Vash built with humans wasn't something he shared. That Vash was so deeply shaken by their passing was evidence of how badly Rem had warped him, not some failing on Knives' part.
Surely.
He starts walking again, heading for firmer ground than loose sand.]