[Knives doesn't seem offended by that. He understands where his brother is coming from. He also had that thought that if he went down that line of thinking it would get too dark.]

That's probably for the best. [He says quietly, matching Vash's tone.

Then he sighs, not wanting to dwell on that darkness.] Vash, I'm not even sure if I'm capable of... doing this. Any of this.

I don't know if I can even, ugh. You know.