"Yeah. I don't either." Except... a part of him did. He wants to remember when his kids were small. He wants to remember that feeling of relief when all three of them survived their creation.

He doesn't share this thought with Cyril as he moves to lay down beside him. For a few minutes he lay silently and stares up at the clouds.

Do you have one of those, Vash? His brother's words from last night echo in his mind.

"I love you, Cyril."