[Knives follows after him in silence, only to linger at the barn entrance like an unwelcome spirit. He seems like he's just observing at first, but soon Vash will hear the scrape of claws notching a deep groove into one of the doors. It will, he decides, serve as a reminder.]
We're going back. Until then, keep playing pretend all you like, Vash. It won't change the outcome.
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We're going back. Until then, keep playing pretend all you like, Vash. It won't change the outcome.