[Yeah, Vash doesn't need to be told that. And if he were told the truth, that Wolfwood fired first, he probably wouldn't even be surprised. The thing is, he knows his brother well. Even if Nick was the first to act, he wouldn't have done it without being spurred into doing so.
And Vash knows how good Nai is at picking fights.]
I think I'll stick with the company I have. [He cross the distance between himself and the two men, standing in front of Wolfwood. While he has no doubt that those knives could arc out wide and grab at the Punisher even from here, Vash is confident in his own ability to step in the way and fend it off.
On the outside, he's calm and resolute. There's a firmness to the gaze he fixes on Nai, and his hand is still as he lowers his gun. On the inside, however, the earlier panic continues to rip through him. He can smell Nick's blood, heavy in the air. He's wounded, deeply so, but Vash can't yet tell how bad.
Turning his head over his shoulder, he tries his best to meet Wolfwood's eyes.]
Go. Get to the clinic. [And then he whips back around to face Nai.] I thought I told you to wait for me.
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And Vash knows how good Nai is at picking fights.]
I think I'll stick with the company I have. [He cross the distance between himself and the two men, standing in front of Wolfwood. While he has no doubt that those knives could arc out wide and grab at the Punisher even from here, Vash is confident in his own ability to step in the way and fend it off.
On the outside, he's calm and resolute. There's a firmness to the gaze he fixes on Nai, and his hand is still as he lowers his gun. On the inside, however, the earlier panic continues to rip through him. He can smell Nick's blood, heavy in the air. He's wounded, deeply so, but Vash can't yet tell how bad.
Turning his head over his shoulder, he tries his best to meet Wolfwood's eyes.]
Go. Get to the clinic. [And then he whips back around to face Nai.] I thought I told you to wait for me.