[Again, one of those extended and probably uncomfortable silences as Knives regards his brother with a steady, unblinkingly critical stare. How long was twenty years, to someone immortal? Not long.
Much longer, to someone who counted their lifespan in months.
The idea of death being impermanent is simply shoved aside, irrelevant and impossible. Life would end, sooner or later. Some ridiculous tale of some sort of reincarnation was insult to injury.]
I have never lied to you, Vash.
[It's a simple, flat statement. Of course he meant what he said. He always did. He could stand there and argue his case, argue for some sort of balance between them, something other than hostility and mistrust, but that simply isn't how Knives operates. He'd made his offer, and instead of the grateful relief he'd expected, being faced with blatant distrust didn't sit well with him at all.
Even now, Knives insists on his way or no way.]
If all you're concerned about is wasting energy...
[The elder twin turns away, retracing the path of his own footsteps, mostly washed away by the steady waves. There really wasn't better things he could be doing, but he'll be damned if he stands there and deals with scorn for daring to offer cooperation instead of violence. He had too much pride for that.]
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Date: 2013-05-21 05:13 am (UTC)Much longer, to someone who counted their lifespan in months.
The idea of death being impermanent is simply shoved aside, irrelevant and impossible. Life would end, sooner or later. Some ridiculous tale of some sort of reincarnation was insult to injury.]
I have never lied to you, Vash.
[It's a simple, flat statement. Of course he meant what he said. He always did. He could stand there and argue his case, argue for some sort of balance between them, something other than hostility and mistrust, but that simply isn't how Knives operates. He'd made his offer, and instead of the grateful relief he'd expected, being faced with blatant distrust didn't sit well with him at all.
Even now, Knives insists on his way or no way.]
If all you're concerned about is wasting energy...
[The elder twin turns away, retracing the path of his own footsteps, mostly washed away by the steady waves. There really wasn't better things he could be doing, but he'll be damned if he stands there and deals with scorn for daring to offer cooperation instead of violence. He had too much pride for that.]
Then stay away from July City and Genora Rock.