[Of all the analogies to make! Pure Vanillas steps wobble a little as well as he laughs, his expression half mortified and half amused.]
I am so sorry...! Right foot in against your left.
[He keeps their movements slow, letting Vash get used to the simple step slide step. It also keeps them both from dwelling too hard on any negative, not while they're half focused on moving.]
And nonsense, we are not arguing, we are having a discussion while we dance. Now step forward with your left, slide with your right.
[His ears slowly relax down into a contented flop. When was the last time he had danced? How long was his time in the Void? It's soothing, the motions familiar, the closeness something that he doesn't get when he leans in against Sparkling. In fact... Vash is the second person he's ever been this close with in quite some time.]
I do understand, however. [He wants to step in closer, but he restrains himself. Barely. There's a bit of a sway.] To blame yourself despite circumstances being out of your control... I said I was a King, once. A great enemy rose up and struck my Kingdom while I was away. She destroyed it, killed my subjects, and caused the others to flee. The guilt wore on me for years. I blamed myself for the loss of life, for the terror they were inflicted. It took me a long while, and with the help of some friends, to realize I cannot do that. I can mourn for the events that took place, but I cannot blame myself.
[And now he does sort of lean in, his forehead lightly tapping against Vash's in the softest headbutt. He originally means it as a show of camaraderie, of understanding, but he ends up letting it linger. Rests their foreheads together.]
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[Of all the analogies to make! Pure Vanillas steps wobble a little as well as he laughs, his expression half mortified and half amused.]
I am so sorry...! Right foot in against your left.
[He keeps their movements slow, letting Vash get used to the simple step slide step. It also keeps them both from dwelling too hard on any negative, not while they're half focused on moving.]
And nonsense, we are not arguing, we are having a discussion while we dance. Now step forward with your left, slide with your right.
[His ears slowly relax down into a contented flop. When was the last time he had danced? How long was his time in the Void? It's soothing, the motions familiar, the closeness something that he doesn't get when he leans in against Sparkling. In fact... Vash is the second person he's ever been this close with in quite some time.]
I do understand, however. [He wants to step in closer, but he restrains himself. Barely. There's a bit of a sway.] To blame yourself despite circumstances being out of your control... I said I was a King, once. A great enemy rose up and struck my Kingdom while I was away. She destroyed it, killed my subjects, and caused the others to flee. The guilt wore on me for years. I blamed myself for the loss of life, for the terror they were inflicted. It took me a long while, and with the help of some friends, to realize I cannot do that. I can mourn for the events that took place, but I cannot blame myself.
[And now he does sort of lean in, his forehead lightly tapping against Vash's in the softest headbutt. He originally means it as a show of camaraderie, of understanding, but he ends up letting it linger. Rests their foreheads together.]