[The thing is...if Vash knew that he was giving up his life specifically to save someone else's? He wouldn't hesitate. That's just the type of person he is. He wants to help...he wants to see people thrive, and be happy, even at his own expense.
But wanting to save others, and the desire to keep living, are different things. They're not mutually exclusive, and if he were to die, then how is he supposed to accomplish any of the things he's been trying to up until now?
Not that he knows what those things are, exactly.
The fennec brings his fingertips together, watching the way the real and mechanical don't quite connect properly, soft against a firm, unyielding surface. He's watching Tyki out of the corner of his eye, now, trying to discern what this guy is getting at. He can tell he isn't asking him this just because he's curious what his answer is going to be.]
...I don't want to die. Not here.
[Not like this. But Vash knows that there's no point in asking anyway. He's been set up for euthanasia. He's a criminal in the eyes of not just this facility, but the law in general.]
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But wanting to save others, and the desire to keep living, are different things. They're not mutually exclusive, and if he were to die, then how is he supposed to accomplish any of the things he's been trying to up until now?
Not that he knows what those things are, exactly.
The fennec brings his fingertips together, watching the way the real and mechanical don't quite connect properly, soft against a firm, unyielding surface. He's watching Tyki out of the corner of his eye, now, trying to discern what this guy is getting at. He can tell he isn't asking him this just because he's curious what his answer is going to be.]
...I don't want to die. Not here.
[Not like this. But Vash knows that there's no point in asking anyway. He's been set up for euthanasia. He's a criminal in the eyes of not just this facility, but the law in general.]