[For the past two nights, Wolfwood'd been dreaming some pretty odd things. The first night consisted of... giant robot spiders... and-Vash, what the hell are you doing in his dreams? And why are we storming a place full of bandits? And his sister, he dreamed of her as well... He's never had such vivid images pass his vision before. Not just vivid,
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So Amelia will show up at the steps of the church instead. She'll try to pretend she's unaffected, but the truth is in her face. She's been sleeping about as well as the rest of the village.]
You wanted to see me?
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I wanted to ask if you were doing alright. And what you were dreaming... if you are.
[Which, by looking at you, he's pretty damn sure you are.]
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[Nothing she wants to detail. Nothing she wants to think about so much, but that she hasn't been able to stop turning over in her mind. Amelia doesn't bother to deny it, and she means to leave it at that--but with all the horrible things, the suspicions and the doubts her dreams have given her, they've also shown her other people she knows, and trusts.
Vash is one. And the other is the priest.]
You're in them--some of them.
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[And your brother? He was dead...]
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[It's the same. How in the Valley could it be the same?]
I didn't pay you very well.
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Not much at all.
[Why?]
But I guess breakfast counted as a second payment.
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[And suddenly everything that's been weighing down on her presses harder, and Amelia drops to her knees. She's still awake, thank God, but there's an absence in her eyes.]
What does it mean?
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Who was that man he'd shot?
He runs a hand through his bangs.]
... But for some reason, people's dreams are connecting. That much is starting to become clear.
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She doesn't want to ask it, the question forming in her mind. She still doesn't know for sure, because the dreams about him have been the most vague. But she knows Wolfwood is connected, somehow. Just like he's said.]
Has Legato been in any of your dreams?
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A short one. Not in the desert, but here. In the forest.
[I shot him.]
He didn't seem to like me too much.
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[But not with her, right? Amelia hesitates, her gaze drifting down as she tries to piece together words.]
I had a dream with him here too. [She shouldn't say it. Shouldn't.] He terrified me.
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Yeah-he terrified me, too...
He even tried to kill me.
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[Not the Legato she knows. Like the father she knows won't rob people, or abandon his family to thieves and cowards.
But what about the ones in the dreams?]
This is insane.
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[He doesn't say anymore than that. It's almost too difficult to continue with any single one of his trains of thought.]
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