[ understanding permeates vash's smile. maybe even a glint of fondness, too. he thinks luida would like him. rem certainly would have. ]
Well, yes, but...
[ he walks closer and extends his hand to offer geralt the little reproduction of the plant. it twirls to face the witcher, looking up at him with its large, expressive eyes. a cellular pattern pulses under its nearly translucent skin. if geralt holds out his hand, it'll glide across the bridge of their fingers to settle above the heart of his palm, suspended in the air. ]
They need humans as much as humans need them. They can't survive outside of the containment vats they're kept in. They need humans to track their vitals, and to intervene if something goes wrong. If the people caring for them are good to them-- it's symbiotic. They would've died out, too, if the humans hadn't crashed with them.
But knowing how to care for a Plant is a, well, highly specialized field, and most places don't just have a Plant scientist living among them. Or even nearby. And it's expensive to hire one to make the trip out if something's amiss. Some places just can't afford it in the end.
[ he bites the inside of his cheek for a moment, his face pinched with consideration, his gaze downcast. and then he fixes geralt with a cautious stare. ]
Remember when I asked about the Singularity-- in the baths-- and I said I could talk to... "things"?
[ he thinks the "reveal" is unnecessary at this point; geralt has almost certainly figured it out by now, but vash might as well say it out loud. for posterity. or whatever. ]
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rem certainly would have.]Well, yes, but...
[ he walks closer and extends his hand to offer geralt the little reproduction of the plant. it twirls to face the witcher, looking up at him with its large, expressive eyes. a cellular pattern pulses under its nearly translucent skin. if geralt holds out his hand, it'll glide across the bridge of their fingers to settle above the heart of his palm, suspended in the air. ]
They need humans as much as humans need them. They can't survive outside of the containment vats they're kept in. They need humans to track their vitals, and to intervene if something goes wrong. If the people caring for them are good to them-- it's symbiotic. They would've died out, too, if the humans hadn't crashed with them.
But knowing how to care for a Plant is a, well, highly specialized field, and most places don't just have a Plant scientist living among them. Or even nearby. And it's expensive to hire one to make the trip out if something's amiss. Some places just can't afford it in the end.
[ he bites the inside of his cheek for a moment, his face pinched with consideration, his gaze downcast. and then he fixes geralt with a cautious stare. ]
Remember when I asked about the Singularity-- in the baths-- and I said I could talk to... "things"?
[ he thinks the "reveal" is unnecessary at this point; geralt has almost certainly figured it out by now, but vash might as well say it out loud. for posterity. or whatever. ]