Better get to earning shards quick then, if you don’t wanna keep worrying about petty human needs for decades.
[He’s going to help but he will absolutely be sassy about it first.]
…We generally sleep once a night, how many hours depends on the person but it’s usually at least six. Eight’s better if you can get it.
[Some of us have intense PTSD and nightmares tho so haha. there are uh, less hours had.]
As for eating, it’s ideally about three meals a day. Once when you wake up, once in the middle of the day, and one at the end of the evening. You're injured, though, so you’ll probably need more of both for a while. Healing burns up a lotta energy you’d normally have for other shit.
[There’s a brief pause, then, looking the other man up and down for a moment before he adds:]
By the way, anyone tell you about painkillers yet?
[Did Vash need to sleep that often? Plenty of his childhood memories are crystal clear, but some of those more mundane details have eluded him with the passage of time. Knives was rarely apart from his brother's side, so he'd often occupy the time by reading or napping himself to keep him company, even if he didn't need it. Now, it seems, they've been brought to the same level, where what to him seem like annoying hindrances must be part of every day existence.
The question distracts him from his reminiscence.]
I know what painkillers are. I don't need them.
[...Or he could just be stubbornly toughing it out to prove he's Still Superior, if his stiff body language is any indication.]
[He makes a quiet 'tch' noise like he's close to, but restraining himself from, flying off the handle again. He has to remind himself he came here for a reason... and he also doesn't want to admit the other might have a point.]
My sole interest is in regaining my strength. What else do you recommend?
Welcome to petty human needs, man. There's nothin' for it but rest.
[He shakes his head.]
I mean, you could ask around to see if anyone's got abilities that can help, but I assume you'd sooner burn the rest of the damn skin off your body first.
[He rolls a shoulder in a shrug.]
So. In the meantime, it'd be better to get some relief where you can. You'll just drag out the whole thing longer if you don't.
[You'd think he'd at least scowl less to stop his face hurting, but no, he's still giving Shinjiro a death glare for that advice, whether he has a point or not. He'll consider it later.]
...I also require accomodation.
[Said pointedly, as if he expects Shinjiro to just... drop everything and find him some. Looking for himself in his present state is an avoidable hassle when he can order people around.]
[Shinjiro raises an eyebrow at him, in a gesture that says Knives has terribly misread the situation if he thinks he's found a chore boy. He couldn't be fucked to find a house for himself until he was bullied into it, are you kidding sir.]
Good thing it's all free then, huh? You've been stalkin' me long enough to know where I'm stayin'. There's probably still empty units there.
[Is he very brave, very stupid, or does he have a death wish? Some combination of all three? Knives approaches, intent to point the dagger at his throat to see if his resolve cracks.]
You've proven your usefulness already. There is no need to stop now.
[Definitely a bit of all three. The knife comes right up to his throat and there's still no reaction.]
You realize other people know I live here too, and a strong wind could knock you over right now, yeah?
[He is just. Saying.]
Plus there's this girl who likes to break into my place and I guarantee she'll be more trouble than she's worth if you try to kill her, too. Spare yourself the headache.
[Maybe he has no basis for this impression of her but he would literally eat his hat if he's wrong, so.]
Let's get one thing straight, by the way. I helped you out 'cause I felt like it, but I ain't anyone's lackey.
[The daggerpoint applies a pinprick of pressure enough to break skin, but otherwise, his hand remains steady, assessing his options. Unfortunately he has to concede that Shinjiro helped him before, so killing him now would seem wasteful. It's also true that drawing the attention of more humans hunting him down would be his worst nightmare, when he hasn't gotten stronger yet.
He lowers the dagger and sheathes it.]
I'll spare your life, as you spared mine. Nothing else.
[He cleans the blood off his dagger point, and brushes past him to investigate his options.]
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I am accustomed to thinking of time in years. Decades! There is no need to concern myself with the petty needs of your kind.
[...And yet he's not actually denying Shinjiro's question, just having a tantrum about it.]
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[He’s going to help but he will absolutely be sassy about it first.]
…We generally sleep once a night, how many hours depends on the person but it’s usually at least six. Eight’s better if you can get it.
[Some of us have intense PTSD and nightmares tho so haha. there are uh, less hours had.]
As for eating, it’s ideally about three meals a day. Once when you wake up, once in the middle of the day, and one at the end of the evening. You're injured, though, so you’ll probably need more of both for a while. Healing burns up a lotta energy you’d normally have for other shit.
[There’s a brief pause, then, looking the other man up and down for a moment before he adds:]
By the way, anyone tell you about painkillers yet?
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The question distracts him from his reminiscence.]
I know what painkillers are. I don't need them.
[...Or he could just be stubbornly toughing it out to prove he's Still Superior, if his stiff body language is any indication.]
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And you accused me of enjoying your suffering.
[If he gets murdered right now on the spot, it'll have still been worth it.]
Half your body's cooked. Bet it hurts just to breathe, right? There's literally no reason to do this to yourself.
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My sole interest is in regaining my strength. What else do you recommend?
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[He shakes his head.]
I mean, you could ask around to see if anyone's got abilities that can help, but I assume you'd sooner burn the rest of the damn skin off your body first.
[He rolls a shoulder in a shrug.]
So. In the meantime, it'd be better to get some relief where you can. You'll just drag out the whole thing longer if you don't.
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...I also require accomodation.
[Said pointedly, as if he expects Shinjiro to just... drop everything and find him some. Looking for himself in his present state is an avoidable hassle when he can order people around.]
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Good thing it's all free then, huh? You've been stalkin' me long enough to know where I'm stayin'. There's probably still empty units there.
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If there isn't, you will find me something.
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Seriously? That's what you're goin' with?
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You've proven your usefulness already. There is no need to stop now.
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You realize other people know I live here too, and a strong wind could knock you over right now, yeah?
[He is just. Saying.]
Plus there's this girl who likes to break into my place and I guarantee she'll be more trouble than she's worth if you try to kill her, too. Spare yourself the headache.
[Maybe he has no basis for this impression of her but he would literally eat his hat if he's wrong, so.]
Let's get one thing straight, by the way. I helped you out 'cause I felt like it, but I ain't anyone's lackey.
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He lowers the dagger and sheathes it.]
I'll spare your life, as you spared mine. Nothing else.
[He cleans the blood off his dagger point, and brushes past him to investigate his options.]