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I have no immediate non-bed desires. But you can get dressed if it makes you more comfortable. [She did throw a shirt on if nothing else.]

Hmm. [Vash considers his options. Honestly part of him wants to just pull her back into bed and remove her shirt again.]

Here's what I think. You get less dressed and we try out the bed again. Or I get dressed and we at least check out around the cabin at least once so we can say we went outside at least once while we're here. [And also so he can get an idea of what kind of surroundings they're in an escape routes should it be required. Old habits die hard.] And then we try out the bed again.

You sound very skeptical about the bed and in need of more validation that it works. [She lays back against the pillow, looking up at him in amusement.] You didn't even mention wanting to see your last gift.

Hey! How many sleepless nights do you want to deal with due to a poorly constructed bed? [He asks as he turns to better look down at her. Smiling warmly the whole time.] Because I was kinda thinking of maybe every night.

[Although the mention of the gift brings him back and he grows excited again.] No fair! You distracted me! [Sneaky love confessions keeping him from fun gifts!] But no need to get up. [He says with a sly, cheeky grin.] I'll go get it for you. [As he starts to get up like an impatient kid at Christmas time.]

I wasn't that worried about any bed being less comfortable than what we sleep on in space. [As if any of this conversation is really about "sleep."]

The small wrapped box. [There were some other random supplies in there, but the gift will be obvious on the top. She's content to continue laying in bed. The pressure is off now that she's not telling him with the gift.]

That's a good point that you got there! [He admits cheerfully as he slides off the bed. Opening the "woman's items" box and it really takes him no time at all to find the gift. Holding it up for her to see. Although he already starts heading back to the bed. Feeling very confident that he has the right gift.] This one?

That's the one. [She watches him as he gets back in bed.] For the record I was going to get you an earring because you actually wear those, so if you aren't into it then it's Remy's fault.

[All of which will make more sense once he opens the gift to find a silver metal crafted feather connected to a woven leather band, sized to fit at the wrist. He might miss it at first, but on the inside of the feather there is also an inscription that says, "you are loved."]

So, hopefully Remy has decent fashion sense? [He guesses it's something fashion related as Vash opens the gift and is surprised to find a silver feather band. A mix of emotions running through him as he simply looks at it in the box for a moment. The feather reminding him of a part of himself that he hates. That he wishes so badly wasn't there and would just be gone forever. Yet, also a warm peaceful feeling is there along with the self hatred. Clearly she had picked this out because it made her think of him and you don't give someone a gift if you have bad thoughts about it.

He picks the band up to give it a better look over. Perhaps his silence is starting to fall heavily and maybe she's getting a little nervous, but Vash doesn't notice. He's too busy spotting something that looks like writing. Which it is writing; words that he's surprised to see written in such a lasting metal like silver.

He gives a small, soft nearly breathless gasp when he reads those three beautiful words. Tears filling up in his eyes as it hits him like a sandsteamer just how much he is loved by her and in a way he thought no one could ever love him in.

Flicking away a tear from his eye he slips the band on. Making sure it is tight on his real arm. Wanting to in a way feel those words against his skin as its now the only thing he's wearing.

Once it's secure he leans in to give her a warm, solid kiss.] Thank you, Kitty. No one has ever done something like this for me before. [His voice wavers and nearly breaks.] Thank you. Thank you so much.

[There was a time early on in the thought process for this gift that she was worried about the representation of a feather the same way she was worried about using the bulb for his other gift. But once she'd committed to an inscription that was the only part that had her anxious. That is until he pauses to look it over, obviously not having seen the words yet and then those worries come rushing back and she wonders if it's just a serious miss.

She's ready to remind him that she doesn't expect him to wear it if he doesn't want to for any reason but that's when he's turning it over and the tears start.

She kisses him back when she feels his lips press against hers and she wraps her arms around him for a firm hug.] Are you sure it's okay? It doesn't have to be okay... [It might seem weird to protest now when he's thanking her. It's not that she wants to have gotten it wrong, but she doesn't want him to be uncomfortable either even if the inscription helped make up for it.]

It's okay. [He can understand why she's asking if it was okay. He knows he probably didn't have the best reaction at the start.] It-- surprised me at first, but it's more than okay. [He kisses her again.] I'll wear it all the time.

[She kisses him back.] You want to talk about it? [She figures it's similar to the bulbs where it makes him feel...different. Something that's never been good in his life.]

It's just... every time I've used my powers I've hurt someone. A lot of someones. [His eyes glance over towards his right arm briefly.] Seeing feathers coming out of my arm. It scares me that I'm going to lose control again and I'll hurt someone.

[She rubs his arm.] We need to find you a safe place to practice so you can be in charge of your power and not the other way around.

Where? [He asks with a slightly bitter laugh.] You've seen my memories. Kitty, I've destroyed two cities and blew a hole in one of my plant's moons. I don't think there is a safe place. Not unless you can phase a blast of pure energy through things.

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Can you do something like that?

Somewhere unpopulated. Maybe a side trip while we're drifting?

[She shakes her head.] No, once the energy blast leaves you I can't keep it phased. I need to be in contact with something solid. I could phase the thing it's going to hit, but maybe not all the things.

Does it matter? Four years and only once have I come close to using my powers and that was because of some gas. I think that would have happened regardless of what control I have. [There are just so many bad memories tied to the times he's used his powers. Even just thinking of using them makes his stomach churn.] I don't think it's going to be a problem while we're out in space.

I just think you'd feel more confident and less afraid of yourself if you knew you could control it even if it hasn't been a problem here. [After all, if the Atroma want it to be a problem no amount of control he learns will stop that.]

[He hums and breaks the eye contract to stare off into an empty space.] Mhm. Maybe.

[It's his way of saying she has a point, but he still doesn't like that point or really wants to agree with it, but for whatever reason he can't bring himself to do that. Yet, he also can't outright disagree either. Instead he tries to make it hard to keep the conversation going with a non-committal answer.]

Hey, let me in. [Stroking his arm.] Even if it's to say I don't get it and I'm pushing too hard and you hate my eyebrows or something. You're pretty much stuck with me now so you might as well.

Hey! I just so happen to love your eyebrows, so thank you very much! [He snarks back with a small laugh before growing a little serious again.]

I guess... I just don't know what to think. You have a good point it's just... [He shrugs having trouble putting into words how he feels.] I think I'm just really scared about hurting someone again. I'm tired of people being in pain because of me.

That's why there shouldn't be anyone else on whatever planet you practice on. Not even me. But we could be in communication.

[Her voice softens.] You shouldn't have to be afraid of yourself, Vash. There's nothing wrong with who you are and what you can do.

There is a lot wrong with what I do when what I do is destroy cities.

[Gently.] You don't choose to destroy cities. I know that doesn't make it easier for you or the people there, but it's the difference between me thinking you need practice or something else. [Death, imprisonment, a full restriction of his powers. Something in there. She wouldn't be on a retreat with a guy who did that for fun. She wouldn't have just told a guy like that she loved him.]

And maybe it is different for you. Maybe it's not like a mutant power, but if there is a chance you can train yourself to hold it back or deploy it on your command to be more targeted then that would protect people, not hurt them.

[Vash is quiet for a little bit before letting out a soft sigh. Pulling Kitty a little closer to himself for a moment. Here with her like this feeling so safe and peaceful it almost did feel like maybe he could figure things out when it came to his powers.]

Alright. I'll think about it if we ever find an abandoned asteroid or something. I found out that moons tend to control tides and I don't want to mess up a planet's oceans.

Although I may need you to remind me and give me a bit of a push. [He sheepishly adds.] Because I may lose my nerve a bit by then.

[She happily snuggles closer to him. This kind of talk basically screams for connection.] Abandoned asteroid sounds good. I'll see about setting up the scanners to alert me to options. I can be good and pushy especially when cute boys give me permission to be.

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I am going to be so tired tomorrow. I hope you're happy lol

haha, always!

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