The boys murmur and stare at the adults. Able to sense the tension, but too young to understand.

Vash heads towards where he can feel Cyril. Carefully putting away his stressed emotions and giving the boys his pretend happiness once more. "It's okay boys. Sometimes brothers fight is all." He chuckles and begins to help his sons feel happy again. "I'm sure you'll understand one day."

He doesn't deviate. He heads straight towards Cyril.