Yes sir. [While there are still people watching Vash is in no position to refuse Knives's help.
At least aftercare is something this city believes in. The acknowledgment that the twins were leaving is enough to finally break up the crowd as last stragglers begin to leave.
His back is coated in blood. Some of it already drying and the helm of his jeans are now stained red. He winces as he gets up onto his feet. Stumbling a little as he feels a bit light headed from the blood loss.]
My coat... [He mutters. Turning to go pick it up but hesitating at the prospect of bending over for it.]
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At least aftercare is something this city believes in. The acknowledgment that the twins were leaving is enough to finally break up the crowd as last stragglers begin to leave.
His back is coated in blood. Some of it already drying and the helm of his jeans are now stained red. He winces as he gets up onto his feet. Stumbling a little as he feels a bit light headed from the blood loss.]
My coat... [He mutters. Turning to go pick it up but hesitating at the prospect of bending over for it.]