[...yeah. He knows. Ain awkwardly tucks his arms behind his back, not meeting Vash's eyes as he... well. Pouts, and kicks a stray stick from the mountain trail.]
Haha... it's... scary, isn't it? [What, admitting that he's been lying for several months or the constant police chases?] Thinking that someone was going to hurt you... it's hard to deal with.
[Sort of an excuse and a window into his mind both. Ain is very, very scared to lose Vash... constantly. If he didn't care, though, he wouldn't be here. He wouldn't be anxious about police pulling guns on them, and he sure wouldn't have gone apeshit and made the problem worse. He doesn't intend to make problems worse, but that always happens with him. Things sit and fester and Ain retaliates and then it all gets out of hand.
He really wants to snuggle into Vash right now and trace the cracks in his prosthetic with his fingers, but he feels like he's not allowed. So, instead, he stares down at his shoes, fidgeting now with his hands in front of him and his fingers pulling at the fur ruff on his sleeves. It's his typical "I am having Anxiety" display, if he knew what the fuck anxiety even is.]
...I didn't mean for you to find out about the magic. Other than what I told you months ago, I mean. [Haha. Fuck.] I was taught it by my previous owner. She was all I knew for most of my life, her and my siblings... [This is the first time he's mentioned having siblings, too. Ain is full of surprises today.] ...I know I'm not supposed to have it, so I kept quiet about it. She always said magic was a gift from the Goddess, and that I should use it to spread Her word, regardless of if it got me in trouble or not.
Aha... it's embarrassing, but I didn't want you to know because I didn't know how you'd perceive me after that. I didn't want to... lose you. That's all.
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Haha... it's... scary, isn't it? [What, admitting that he's been lying for several months or the constant police chases?] Thinking that someone was going to hurt you... it's hard to deal with.
[Sort of an excuse and a window into his mind both. Ain is very, very scared to lose Vash... constantly. If he didn't care, though, he wouldn't be here. He wouldn't be anxious about police pulling guns on them, and he sure wouldn't have gone apeshit and made the problem worse. He doesn't intend to make problems worse, but that always happens with him. Things sit and fester and Ain retaliates and then it all gets out of hand.
He really wants to snuggle into Vash right now and trace the cracks in his prosthetic with his fingers, but he feels like he's not allowed. So, instead, he stares down at his shoes, fidgeting now with his hands in front of him and his fingers pulling at the fur ruff on his sleeves. It's his typical "I am having Anxiety" display, if he knew what the fuck anxiety even is.]
...I didn't mean for you to find out about the magic. Other than what I told you months ago, I mean. [Haha. Fuck.] I was taught it by my previous owner. She was all I knew for most of my life, her and my siblings... [This is the first time he's mentioned having siblings, too. Ain is full of surprises today.] ...I know I'm not supposed to have it, so I kept quiet about it. She always said magic was a gift from the Goddess, and that I should use it to spread Her word, regardless of if it got me in trouble or not.
Aha... it's embarrassing, but I didn't want you to know because I didn't know how you'd perceive me after that. I didn't want to... lose you. That's all.