You're a real piece of work, Vash. [Switching to voice briefly, because he realizes a little late that what he wrote could be taken differently as just written words. He clears his throat because his voice has been going in and out on him.]
Hn... there's nothing anyone can say that will make you stop beating yourself up, huh?
[Written -> Voice]
You're a real piece of work, Vash. [Switching to voice briefly, because he realizes a little late that what he wrote could be taken differently as just written words. He clears his throat because his voice has been going in and out on him.]
Hn... there's nothing anyone can say that will make you stop beating yourself up, huh?