[ Oh... The expression Vash settles on after a few flicker over his face is one of concern, brows lifted and eyes a little wider. He shifts the way he's standing, moving so that he's more behind Dolph, his hands settling over Dolph's own where they're cradling the plant. When he talks, it's quiet. ]
I don't want it to be the same. [ He breathes in, tucking his face against Dolph's shoulder for a moment as his flesh and bone fingers brush over Dolph's prosthetic. It's funny how they're opposites in this way, though Vash's gaze is settled on the plant they're holding together. ]
I'd like it to be something we do. [ Just shared between the two of them. There's plenty of memories he can hold for the memory of his brother. But there's room for others. There's room for Dolph. ]
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I don't want it to be the same. [ He breathes in, tucking his face against Dolph's shoulder for a moment as his flesh and bone fingers brush over Dolph's prosthetic. It's funny how they're opposites in this way, though Vash's gaze is settled on the plant they're holding together. ]
I'd like it to be something we do. [ Just shared between the two of them. There's plenty of memories he can hold for the memory of his brother. But there's room for others. There's room for Dolph. ]