[Some of the tension leaves Knives at that sound. He lifts a hand to his mouth to hide how he has to chew with his mouth open and then chuckles gently when he's able to get the food down.
This moment feels so cherished and perfect for the sound of his brother's laughter, but he isn't sure he deserves to hear it.
He wants to memorize everything about it. For later, when things get bad again.
He thinks they probably will. Sooner or later. He still has so much anger buried in his stomach that he wasn't sure he'd ever really be able to let go of it.
But at least they had this moment.]
How do you manage that? [He asks, as Vash's laughter dies down, and there's still a bit of warmth in his voice.]
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This moment feels so cherished and perfect for the sound of his brother's laughter, but he isn't sure he deserves to hear it.
He wants to memorize everything about it. For later, when things get bad again.
He thinks they probably will. Sooner or later. He still has so much anger buried in his stomach that he wasn't sure he'd ever really be able to let go of it.
But at least they had this moment.]
How do you manage that? [He asks, as Vash's laughter dies down, and there's still a bit of warmth in his voice.]