"Come on, boys. Let's go play outside. Okay?" The walk won't do anything to help the growing need in Vash past a temporary distraction. His mind constantly wandering back to how good Cyril's skin felt under his fingertips earlier today.

He's grateful when the boys find a bug that he can teach them about. "Be gentle. It's not as strong as you are. You don't want to step on it and kill it."