[ void archives clarifying that there are no plans of turning him into anything other than himself is a nice one. at least, heād have that level of agency allowed to him. however, as they continue to state their side of things, wolfwood feels himself at ends with himself. before him is something that he would want for himself so badly, but what good would it do?
everything yet also nothing would change. ]
Whether I get one more day, a thousand days, or even ten thousand days with himā¦
[ he would find himself wanting more. he would find himself wishing he could give vash moreāto give him centuries worth of happy memories that would replace the ones of pain. (ā¦even though he knows that vash would never want to forget those either.)
whether he spent those days with vash or if he spent them in other ways where wasnāt being forced to do something he had no desire to, it wouldnāt be enough. but thatās fate of wanting to live as a human. itās a bit cruel to present the idea of time to someone who has never had any of it, or to float the idea of happiness with someone who has only experienced it in handfuls. ]
The more time ya spend with somethin'āwith someoneāthe more attached ya become. The more itāll hurt once theyāre gone. [ sure, they were talking about vash here, but this is truth for anyone half decent which, unfortunately, wolfwood needs to make sure to point out. because even if theyāre not sentimental, they can understand the truth that time spent with something does mean that there is, typically, some sort of level of attachment.
good, bad, indifferentā¦ even for people who live so lightly that they barely make any impressionsāthat presence will be missed. ] Unless yer beyond messed up in the head.
[ still, wolfwood is not going to discredit every point that theyāre making and heās aware of just how selfish of him that all of this sounds, but who is he but a man who would face the worse of things rather than willingly accept the promise of something sweeter? it would be unfair to deny others, not just vash, the time to create new memories with him. however, to even that opportunity requires him to put himself through quite a bit first. ]
Itād be nice if I could leave him with a few better memories of me to remember but itās also more for him to miss.
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everything yet also nothing would change. ]
Whether I get one more day, a thousand days, or even ten thousand days with himā¦
[ he would find himself wanting more. he would find himself wishing he could give vash moreāto give him centuries worth of happy memories that would replace the ones of pain. (ā¦even though he knows that vash would never want to forget those either.)
whether he spent those days with vash or if he spent them in other ways where wasnāt being forced to do something he had no desire to, it wouldnāt be enough. but thatās fate of wanting to live as a human. itās a bit cruel to present the idea of time to someone who has never had any of it, or to float the idea of happiness with someone who has only experienced it in handfuls. ]
The more time ya spend with somethin'āwith someoneāthe more attached ya become. The more itāll hurt once theyāre gone. [ sure, they were talking about vash here, but this is truth for anyone half decent which, unfortunately, wolfwood needs to make sure to point out. because even if theyāre not sentimental, they can understand the truth that time spent with something does mean that there is, typically, some sort of level of attachment.
good, bad, indifferentā¦ even for people who live so lightly that they barely make any impressionsāthat presence will be missed. ] Unless yer beyond messed up in the head.
[ still, wolfwood is not going to discredit every point that theyāre making and heās aware of just how selfish of him that all of this sounds, but who is he but a man who would face the worse of things rather than willingly accept the promise of something sweeter? it would be unfair to deny others, not just vash, the time to create new memories with him. however, to even that opportunity requires him to put himself through quite a bit first. ]
Itād be nice if I could leave him with a few better memories of me to remember but itās also more for him to miss.