[It's not an offer Knives is likely to make again any time soon. The choice had been deliberate, based on what tomorrow represented; he'd had no plans whatsoever to visit the beach and try fishing up until he'd made the offer.
Lost July didn't only have meaning for Vash the Stampede. But he chooses to not argue it, or even try to suggest perhaps of all days it's one Vash shouldn't spend alone. Instead he merely inclines his head.]
As you like then. Stay out of trouble.
[Knives knew better than to expect more than this, simple confirmation that Vash hadn't been horribly mauled by the Malnosso and little more. A moment's pause, and he simply shuts his journal and tosses it aside, where his dog immediately grabs it up to chew on it a little. A little chewing didn't hurt anything.]
[Nonfiltered!][No Delay at all!]
Lost July didn't only have meaning for Vash the Stampede. But he chooses to not argue it, or even try to suggest perhaps of all days it's one Vash shouldn't spend alone. Instead he merely inclines his head.]
As you like then. Stay out of trouble.
[Knives knew better than to expect more than this, simple confirmation that Vash hadn't been horribly mauled by the Malnosso and little more. A moment's pause, and he simply shuts his journal and tosses it aside, where his dog immediately grabs it up to chew on it a little. A little chewing didn't hurt anything.]