[ Nothing Dolph says is wrong, inherently. But Vash doesn't say anything for a moment. Instead, he actually FINALLY draws closer to Dolph, enough to rest his head on the other man's shoulder. ]
There's good in him somewhere. There has to be.
[ It's not been the way he'd wanted it, but his brother HAS stepped in when Vash was in need. It counts for something, doesn't it? ]
[ it would be tempting to dismiss it. to say no. to steer vash completely away from knives. but dolph knows better. he used to believe similarly for alex. and maybe he still does. not everything about what happened was awful.
once upon a time, the love was real. it just wasn't enough.
was it enough here? dolph doesn't know. he hasn't seen a shred of it in knives. but he doubts knives would ever show it to him anyway. he wraps an arm around vash, holding him close. ]
Maybe there is. I'm not saying to give up. I'm saying that you shouldn't be trapped by what he thinks.
[ He winces a little. It isn't what his brother thinks, really. Perhaps what he's been convinced of. Partially becasue he knows what's coming when he does go home. ]
Sometimes I'm not sure why I'm alive. If we should have—
[ He stops, breathing in a deep breath. ]
But people like you make me want to keep going. People I've met here, people back home.
[ He doesn't want to give that up, selfish as he feels like it may be. ]
[ He should have said something, at the very least. But perhaps it was easier to pour himself into work than it was to face people, especially dolph and wolfwood, for a while. ]
I just need to remember what I stand for. Enjoying what time I have here isn't selfish, is it?
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I don't understand him. I've tried, Dolph. I don't know what else I can do. It feels like we'll never see eye to eye. On anything.
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He's poisoned by his own anger and his own resentment. Maybe he should learn to save himself for once.
And punishing yourself isn't helping him either. It's just more poison to go around.
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There's good in him somewhere. There has to be.
[ It's not been the way he'd wanted it, but his brother HAS stepped in when Vash was in need. It counts for something, doesn't it? ]
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once upon a time, the love was real. it just wasn't enough.
was it enough here? dolph doesn't know. he hasn't seen a shred of it in knives. but he doubts knives would ever show it to him anyway. he wraps an arm around vash, holding him close. ]
Maybe there is. I'm not saying to give up. I'm saying that you shouldn't be trapped by what he thinks.
What matters is what you believe.
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Sometimes I'm not sure why I'm alive. If we should have—
[ He stops, breathing in a deep breath. ]
But people like you make me want to keep going. People I've met here, people back home.
[ He doesn't want to give that up, selfish as he feels like it may be. ]
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Isn't that more than enough? Your reason is real. Your feelings are real.
That's what matters to me.
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[ He should have said something, at the very least. But perhaps it was easier to pour himself into work than it was to face people, especially dolph and wolfwood, for a while. ]
I just need to remember what I stand for. Enjoying what time I have here isn't selfish, is it?
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[ a brief, tentative pause as dolph weighs what he wants to say. and then he does, steady and certain of it. ]
I think that's what she always wanted for you. To live. To be happy.