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[exhaustion is an inadequate word. The utter extent in which he had spent himself combating Vash, the complete mental weariness of having his personality dragged and twisted for two weeks, goes far beyond exhaustion. There is a part--mostly likely a large part--of him that clings to it, not wanting to regain consciousness at all.

When he finally

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[goldenglasses]

[Well, you're back to normal and... thanking him? Crap. Vash isn't sure if he's really ready to deal with you yet, but it will give him an idea of where your mental state is right now.]

Please don't thank me for something like that.

[Private//Voice]

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...Turnabout is fair play.

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[goldenglasses]

[Fine. Changing subject.] Are you recovering, alright?

[Private//Voice]

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[good luck with that]

I'm sure I'll soon be good as new.

[then a thought, musing] ...I wonder if I should apologize as well.