{The wind shifts around and over the speaker before Knives finally speaks up, you can hear the soft crunch of snow as he wanders around.}
Vash! {A pause, more crunching snow.} VASH! {Some more wind whips through.} VAAAAAAA~AAAAAASH!!
{A shuddered sigh.} Dammit. Where could he have gone? {He grumbles to himself a little. There is some distant
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