Vash finds himself staring at that hand just a little too hard. He hesitates for one second. Three seconds. Five. It's only then that he seems able to summon his strength, to lay his palm flat against Livio's and twine their fingers together. He can't deny that it makes his heart skip. That it makes his head spin.
He doesn't dare believe that Livio's words go as far as he wants to believe them to. But he still manages a smile as he speaks:]
Y'know. If we were talking about you, I'd say yes. So... [His sigh is light, almost amused.] Maybe I oughta practice what I preach?
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Vash finds himself staring at that hand just a little too hard. He hesitates for one second. Three seconds. Five. It's only then that he seems able to summon his strength, to lay his palm flat against Livio's and twine their fingers together. He can't deny that it makes his heart skip. That it makes his head spin.
He doesn't dare believe that Livio's words go as far as he wants to believe them to. But he still manages a smile as he speaks:]
Y'know. If we were talking about you, I'd say yes. So... [His sigh is light, almost amused.] Maybe I oughta practice what I preach?