[ Vash doesn't seem to mind the touch, his other hand coming to rest atop his brothers. It's the prosthetic, of course, so maybe the touch isn't as impactful as it should be, but he's listening. ]
I hear you. I'll think about it, if it will make you feel better.
[ He could be stubborn, continue to hold out against wishing back powers he didn't feel particularly attached to. Or, he could wish them back and set some of his brother's obsessive worries at ease.
Self defense isn't something he's against, even if the more he asks for the further it separates him from the things and people he cares about. ]
Your thoughts won't make me feel better. Action will.
[Still, Knives relents and lets go of his arm. Perhaps as an olive branch to that concession from Vash, he even stops complaining long enough to try some of the pizza. It's... not bad, actually. He pauses, swallows.]
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I hear you. I'll think about it, if it will make you feel better.
[ He could be stubborn, continue to hold out against wishing back powers he didn't feel particularly attached to. Or, he could wish them back and set some of his brother's obsessive worries at ease.
Self defense isn't something he's against, even if the more he asks for the further it separates him from the things and people he cares about. ]
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[Still, Knives relents and lets go of his arm. Perhaps as an olive branch to that concession from Vash, he even stops complaining long enough to try some of the pizza. It's... not bad, actually. He pauses, swallows.]
...You can tell me when you've done it.