He probably just wanted to fight. [and he cared about vash, who cared about kni. he understood it was just courtesy, at the bare minimum. kni didn't expect anything beyond that, and he'd find himself foolish if he even considered it.] They were an asshole.

[language.

kni's lips pull up into a smile, his hand moving up to tug at a dark strand of hair framing the side of vash's face. it's almost a question.] ALthough, I could do without this.

[he lets go, looking ahead.] Well, you shouldn't worry. Everyone likes you. [a pause, heh.] Except Vergil, but he's pretty smart.