it was about the response he had anticipated, neither denial nor acceptance. expecting straight answers out of 'Melshi' is kind of like expecting to run into a waterfall in the desert. sure, you could go chasing them... but you're better off sticking to the rivers and the lakes like you're used to.
this seems to be what finally nudges Vash in the direction Melshi wants, regardless; he is unfastening the loose collar of his coat, beginning to reach beneath the fabric of his shirt to find his Shard where it sits under the grate over his heart - the lightbulb-shaped receptacle holding a half-decayed red crystal geranium.
Vash holds out his other hand for the piece of glass. ]
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it was about the response he had anticipated, neither denial nor acceptance. expecting straight answers out of 'Melshi' is kind of like expecting to run into a waterfall in the desert. sure, you could go chasing them... but you're better off sticking to the rivers and the lakes like you're used to.
this seems to be what finally nudges Vash in the direction Melshi wants, regardless; he is unfastening the loose collar of his coat, beginning to reach beneath the fabric of his shirt to find his Shard where it sits under the grate over his heart - the lightbulb-shaped receptacle holding a half-decayed red crystal geranium.
Vash holds out his other hand for the piece of glass. ]