We disagree about a lot, Vash. [Knives turns to look out at the city again. Anything was better than considering that hollow expression. It destroyed the rest of his visible anger and left this weird ache in his stomach.

He almost wished he was the type of person who would be able to wipe it all out with a thought again. It would make all of this so much easier if he could just destroy everything.

The last act of his life was to create something rather than destroy, and that had been inspired by his siblings - most of all his brother. Somehow, he couldn't stomach a desire to kill everything. There was only really one thing that should be gone, and that was him.]

However, this one fact is the difference that frustrates me the most right now.

You are more. You're the best of everything. It would be better if you could accept that.