[he can't help the little pout he makes when vash takes his face, brows knitting together on reflex. vash is serious, so he won't complain.]
You have...
[the worry that had crept its way into their connection seems to ebb away now, slowly. kni is naturally anxious, the product of thinking and feeling too much. it always spills over.]
Okay. I believe you, Vash.
[and it's the truth. if vash promises him something, kni knows he means it.]
I don't want to go anywhere without you there, too.
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You have...
[the worry that had crept its way into their connection seems to ebb away now, slowly. kni is naturally anxious, the product of thinking and feeling too much. it always spills over.]
Okay. I believe you, Vash.
[and it's the truth. if vash promises him something, kni knows he means it.]
I don't want to go anywhere without you there, too.