All is still, and quiet. There's not much happening since the abduction of the human, the newest disciple. A special case, Vash had called it when he retrieved you himself, bringing you here. You wake sometime that day, everything a blur. There's movement in the periphery of your vision, a glimpse of something like feathers and light. And there he stands, as if from nowhere, at the foot the bed, head cocked curiously while a smile splays his lips. "You're awake." His voice is soft and gentle.