[ There's something in his chest that relaxes a little seeing his brother eat. Maybe on some level he'd been afraid he wouldn't, that he'd feel too above it all to actually give in to instinct. That Vash would be forced to watch his brother starve himself because he was too proud. ]
Actually...
[ He laughs, but it's one of those hollow ones, there's no joy in it, just nerves. He lifts a hand up to rub at the back of his head. ]
It's not an all the time thing. I don't usually...
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Actually...
[ He laughs, but it's one of those hollow ones, there's no joy in it, just nerves. He lifts a hand up to rub at the back of his head. ]
It's not an all the time thing. I don't usually...