[Vash closes his eyes once more, basking in that gentle embrace. He... probably shouldn't think too hard about how those lips feel against his forehead. No, definitely not. Better to focus on the little plush being pressed into his hands. He laughs just a little guiltily as his eyes open once more, before pulling the plush close to him yet again.]
Sorry, little guy. Didn't mean to let you go.
[The honesty offered is refreshing. Even Pure Vanilla had his limits, and admitting as much feels like a comfort. Not everyone could be a hero all the time.]
I'll try to keep that in mind. Wish I could promise more but... 'm sure you get it.
[ A small little quirk of his lips as he responds. Yea, he gets it. He scoots a little in closer again, so he's sitting side by side with Vash, and sneaks an arm around him. Squeeze the man against his side, lean his head in against Vash's shoulder. ]
Also may I offer? If ever you simply need a space, you are free to come here.
[ To this little bench amidst the trees. The Cookie house may be near by, and the School as well, but there's enough foliage here to private a surprising bit of privacy. For when someone simply needs to close their eyes and listen to the birds, to the bugs, to the wind. ]
[He only sought out comfort in this moment because he reached a breaking point. It's hard to say if he'll be able to will himself to do the same again next time. But maybe if he keeps trying. He's been focused on improving himself, hasn't he? Maybe it's more likely than he thinks.]
Maybe even just sitting outside would be nice.
[He doesn't have to come seeking Pure Vanilla out. Maybe just sitting down, away from it all, might help. Running away, but without all of the danger.]
Thanks for lookin' out for me. You're... [Despite it all, his heart thumps a little unevenly.] Once things are cleared up with Nick and I. You and I should talk.
[ He would argue it's less running away and more clearing of the mind. He smiles, letting the eye of his Staff close to just enjoy the other senses. The feeling of Vash against him, the sound of the world around them. And he can hear that little unevenness, his ears flicking gently.
And that gets a little rub of his horn against Vash's shoulder, a gentle touch. ]
Of course, my dear. You know where to find me, whenever you desire me.
[ That most certainly doesn't have any double meaning to it, nope, none what so ever. ]
Until then, may I make a request? Sit with me here, just a little while longer?
[He probably shouldn't let his heart skip a beat at those words. It shouldn't flood him with such warmth when he already feels so hollowed out. But here he is, clutching desperately at the first positive thing he's felt in days. The barest hope that Pure Vanilla might actually feel something for him, even after all he's learned, is at least enough to keep going.
If someone as pure as the former Cookie could find the faintest flicker of something to be redeemed in Vash, then maybe he really wasn't as bad as he made himself out to be.
He'll ponder that much more later. For now, he nods and allows himself to relax all the further in Pure Vanilla's embrace.]
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Sorry, little guy. Didn't mean to let you go.
[The honesty offered is refreshing. Even Pure Vanilla had his limits, and admitting as much feels like a comfort. Not everyone could be a hero all the time.]
I'll try to keep that in mind. Wish I could promise more but... 'm sure you get it.
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[ A small little quirk of his lips as he responds. Yea, he gets it. He scoots a little in closer again, so he's sitting side by side with Vash, and sneaks an arm around him. Squeeze the man against his side, lean his head in against Vash's shoulder. ]
Also may I offer? If ever you simply need a space, you are free to come here.
[ To this little bench amidst the trees. The Cookie house may be near by, and the School as well, but there's enough foliage here to private a surprising bit of privacy. For when someone simply needs to close their eyes and listen to the birds, to the bugs, to the wind. ]
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[He only sought out comfort in this moment because he reached a breaking point. It's hard to say if he'll be able to will himself to do the same again next time. But maybe if he keeps trying. He's been focused on improving himself, hasn't he? Maybe it's more likely than he thinks.]
Maybe even just sitting outside would be nice.
[He doesn't have to come seeking Pure Vanilla out. Maybe just sitting down, away from it all, might help. Running away, but without all of the danger.]
Thanks for lookin' out for me. You're... [Despite it all, his heart thumps a little unevenly.] Once things are cleared up with Nick and I. You and I should talk.
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And that gets a little rub of his horn against Vash's shoulder, a gentle touch. ]
Of course, my dear. You know where to find me, whenever you desire me.
[ That most certainly doesn't have any double meaning to it, nope, none what so ever. ]
Until then, may I make a request? Sit with me here, just a little while longer?
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If someone as pure as the former Cookie could find the faintest flicker of something to be redeemed in Vash, then maybe he really wasn't as bad as he made himself out to be.
He'll ponder that much more later. For now, he nods and allows himself to relax all the further in Pure Vanilla's embrace.]
Just a little longer.