[Vash bites his lip as he leads them upstairs to his apartment. Unsure of how he wants to respond. He knows he has a scathing, bitter remark that he would LIKE to say but that won't help.] I don't trust you not to take things too far. [A bit of honesty is what he settles on and manages to keep the bitterness out of his voice. Instead he just sounds tired and sad to admit to this truth.]
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