[Vash won't admit it, but Knives knows anyway. He didn't shun their natural power, even if he had very little of it left. Nothing is said about it. Time really did make all the difference. He hadn't left behind such a petty, small-minded sibling. Maybe Vash did finally grow up. Just... not here.

It was a bitter thought.

This is the second time, however, Vash has mentioned death's impermanence. The repetition draws the black-haired plant's attention up and over, brow furrowing. And then he shakes his head.]

I don't believe it. If death was so impermanent you'd have killed me already. After all it wouldn't violate Rem's precious sensibilities if I was only going to come back.