Maybe continuing to force Vash to join him was getting boring enough. Many of the Gung-Ho-Guns members never returned or simply made away with one self, reluctant to return under his cruel orders. But every problem has a solution, right?

Knives couldn’t hold back the smile that spread across his lips. William Conrad reports his astonishing discovery, an Independent who still lives and wanders alone. And those boring plans soon turn into something more thrilling.

Unfortunately, you aren’t as cooperative as he would like, realizing that Knives are not much different from the humans who have painted wounds in your soul. He noticed that and instead of forcing you; Knives allow you to adapt in your own way within his protective sphere.

He begins to dedicate his time to you. It’s as simple as teaching you to play the piano or sharing his ideology about saving plants or his desire to create more plants with your help. Knives really soften every word he says to grasp your heart.

And maybe it works or you just needed that belief. The trust that he loves you, the knowledge that you are safe with him, and the assurance that he will protect you. “Give yourself to me,” the whisper was like an intoxicating tune of the piano. “You know I love you, don’t you? So give yourself to me.”