[There's no expression on her face. There are no emotions. She can't feel anything... and yet that name does something. She takes an uneasy step backwards. Memories try to force their way into her mind, but her mind is still in such shambles that it doesn't know how to process them. Shoulders shaking from more than just the cold, she reaches up and runs her fingers through her hair, gripping at the roots as if meaning to tear them out.]
Vash. Vash. [She lets out a sound that from anyone else might have sounded like a laugh. But from Cheyenne, it came out forced and cold. She looks back up again suddenly, her eyes wide and a strange grin on her face that doesn't look the least bit happy. Something isn't right.]
You know what I am. You said you know what I am. You know I am a monster and you are still standing here. I don't understand. I'm too hungry to understand.
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[There's no expression on her face. There are no emotions. She can't feel anything... and yet that name does something. She takes an uneasy step backwards. Memories try to force their way into her mind, but her mind is still in such shambles that it doesn't know how to process them. Shoulders shaking from more than just the cold, she reaches up and runs her fingers through her hair, gripping at the roots as if meaning to tear them out.]
Vash. Vash. [She lets out a sound that from anyone else might have sounded like a laugh. But from Cheyenne, it came out forced and cold. She looks back up again suddenly, her eyes wide and a strange grin on her face that doesn't look the least bit happy. Something isn't right.]
You know what I am. You said you know what I am. You know I am a monster and you are still standing here. I don't understand. I'm too hungry to understand.