[Magic...now that is something Vash is still wholly out of his element with. You'd think, being an alien himself, he'd be less surprised by it all...but he grew up surrounded by science and logic. Everything had a purpose, everything made sense, and everything could be explained by something else. But when he looks at this little creature, he tries to imagine it being created by someone...from pure energy, he supposes.
It's difficult to believe. Yet, what Ain says...artificial. He huffs lowly.]
We're...kindof the same.
[He relaxes a little, reaching his hand out to stroke the top of the baby's head with his finger.]
they deserve to be here too its fine
It's difficult to believe. Yet, what Ain says...artificial. He huffs lowly.]
We're...kindof the same.
[He relaxes a little, reaching his hand out to stroke the top of the baby's head with his finger.]
What do you think? Do you want to be with me?
[He asks the Dachie in an undertone.]