[ Vash folds his arms in that way that says he wants to be done arguing about this, and Wolfwood wisely just keeps ladling stew down his throat so he doesn't say anything about it. Vash is too gullible, too willing to believe good where there's none to be found. He's a terrible judge of character, and his body's covered with reminders of that fact. Maybe the old man doesn't know anything more than he's told – maybe he is just a kindly old victim of circumstance. If he's been around long enough for Vash to know him as well as the blond... as the spiky-haired idiot seems to think, then there'll be time for more questions later.
Both Vash and Knives have lost their powers, and both Vash and Knives now have black hair. That can't be a coincidence, right? ]
Lights?
[ He's scraped the last of the stew off the sides of the bowl and is just debating – just deciding, the debate was a short one – to lick it clean when Spikey drops that particular bomb. The only context he has for strange lights in the sky is the ark, and the way that beast of a ship would trundle across the heavens. At night it looked like nothing so much as a grand city in the distance, but then, as it approached, the horrors of its true form revealed themselves. Combined with the electrical humming of a ship that carried with it all the power stations of an entire planet, and he can't help but draw the connection.
He's a little pale as he lowers his empty bowl. ]
Spikey, tell me straight. Are you in danger here?
[ After all, coming from Mr Sunny Side of Life here, a pain in the ass could encompass everything from too much humidity making his hair curl, to regularly fighting for his life against a monster made of electricity. They've certainly seen stranger. And if it only affects the plants, and not the humans here, then that sounds targeted. ]
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Both Vash and Knives have lost their powers, and both Vash and Knives now have black hair. That can't be a coincidence, right? ]
Lights?
[ He's scraped the last of the stew off the sides of the bowl and is just debating – just deciding, the debate was a short one – to lick it clean when Spikey drops that particular bomb. The only context he has for strange lights in the sky is the ark, and the way that beast of a ship would trundle across the heavens. At night it looked like nothing so much as a grand city in the distance, but then, as it approached, the horrors of its true form revealed themselves. Combined with the electrical humming of a ship that carried with it all the power stations of an entire planet, and he can't help but draw the connection.
He's a little pale as he lowers his empty bowl. ]
Spikey, tell me straight. Are you in danger here?
[ After all, coming from Mr Sunny Side of Life here, a pain in the ass could encompass everything from too much humidity making his hair curl, to regularly fighting for his life against a monster made of electricity. They've certainly seen stranger. And if it only affects the plants, and not the humans here, then that sounds targeted. ]