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"Trust me, you'll need it more." Not like Marcus could actually get killed from falling off the bike. While he wasn't sure if Vash could, he would guess that the Plant wasn't immortal. "You really don't look great," he added in case Vash thought there were other meanings.

Too tired to argue any further Vash places the helmet on his head. The fact that he hasn't had a chance to style it up today in it's usual spikes is helpful. He winces as he climbs onto the bike. "Do I really look that bad?"

"A little," which was about as much sugar coating as Marcus would do for the other. He never was one for euphemisms even if Vash was.

The bike wasn't huge like the one he used to own back home, but it was good quality, and with added adjustments which was why it was big enough to sit him comfortably even when it's previous owner was a woman. It was enough for Vash to get in behind him. "Hold on tight. Don't think I won't pull out the grapple hooks to tie you in place."

With a chuckle he swings his leg onto the bike. Hugging tight to Marcus before resting his head against the man's back. "Don't you worry. I won't let go."

Kicking up the bike, they were on their way. Despite Vash's state, Marcus decided to take the route that would take them to the Up rather than remaining in the glum Down. Once they were in the open he took the scenic route, judging by Vash's right grip that he was okay, and decided to go around the edge of the island that looked along the island coast.

He didn't stop until they were away from the busy metropolis and found a little corner of natural quiet that faced the water. "Care to rest of the grass?"

Vash allows himself to zone out as they travel. Staring off and not really seeing the scenery they were driving past and trusting Marcus enough to not worry about keeping track of where they were going. His mind getting lost in the past and thinking about his sister.

"Huh?" He's almost not fully aware that they've stopped. "Oh. Yeah. Might not be a bad idea."

"We're on the outskirts of town, kind of. Far enough from city center anyway that there shouldn't be anyone to bother us." Cain helped Vash off the bike if he needed any, and took the two of them over to a large patch of grass. The ocean stretched out before them, endless and glittering in the late morning sun. The city was behind them, the gray of buildings easily viewable still.

"Weather's not bad... I know I don't like enclosed spaces if I'm feeling on edge." Ocean wasn't much better, but he recalled Vash liked seeing it.

He manages to get off the bike without completely embarrassing himself. Breathing in the fresh air deeply before letting it out again slowly. Already feeling more refreshed just being outside. "It's nice being outside and it not being insanely hot out."

"Before there were buildings, there's only... This. Sky, earth, water. I guess you can call this going back to the roots a bit." Parking the bike off to the side, Cain stretched his legs, keeping one eye on Vash without seeking to crowd him. "We can spend the day here, or until one of us get hungry enough to go back."

"Yeah." It brings Vash back. Remembering how No Man's Land looked before the people started to build. Nothing but sky, sand, and wrecked space ships. "Roots." This were much better roots than what he had left back home. "It's peaceful here."

Cain honestly didn't like it. It reminded him of loneliness, desolation, and a danger of eternal suffering, but he was here with someone, so it was bearable. Vash needed it after the horror of his morning though, so that was why Cain brought them out here.

"Yeah. You can leave the city behind out here. Forget all the shit they're putting people through, just forget everything. It's lonely."

Closing his eyes, Vash takes in a deep breath. Holding it for a couple seconds before slowly letting it out again. Opening his eyes again he waits for a moment or two before he speaks again. "I don't like being alone. It's too quiet."

Marcus gave the plant a deep look full of understanding, far more than the other man would ever realize. "Me neither," he admitted in something that he didn't usually say out loud. Yet here, he felt there was a kinship to others who might truly understand, not to the same extent, but it was the closest thing that Marcus felt he'll ever find in his life.

"Even when you're not talking to them, knowing there's people there changes things." It meant they weren't completely alone.

He nods his head. Understanding exactly what Marcus means. "Yeah, hearing the noise reminds me I'm not alone."

They proceeded to do just that, staring out at the ocean until one decided to head back or break the silence. It was a nice change of pace. Marcus did glance every so often towards Vash to make sure he was doing alright, wounds and mentally.

[Fade to black here?]

[ And need a new idea. I've been total fail this month. ]

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