[Knives stands and moves into the kitchen. He doesn't try to touch his brother, but what he does instead is reach for a knife.

He's not threatening in his stance or expression, but he does hold it up and moves closer to Vash. Or at least next to Vash because it's only to take the sandwich that Vash made and cut off a corner of it.

He puts that on his own plate and then slowly picks at it before putting a piece in his mouth.]

I could do that. [He says finally after chewing and swallowing.]

Once upon a time, I wanted to make our world into a paradise for us and our siblings to share. Part of that dream would have included growing trees.