[And he smiles, brightly, before closing his eyes...and suddenly, just like that, he can see it. He remembers the tartness of the lemonade, the softness of the blanket they sat on, the artificial breeze as it ruffled through his hair. The gentle pressure of Newt's fingers holding his arm in place while he makes his adjustments. The last thing Vash says, as his voice and body changes from a child's to an adult's, is:]
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[And he smiles, brightly, before closing his eyes...and suddenly, just like that, he can see it. He remembers the tartness of the lemonade, the softness of the blanket they sat on, the artificial breeze as it ruffled through his hair. The gentle pressure of Newt's fingers holding his arm in place while he makes his adjustments. The last thing Vash says, as his voice and body changes from a child's to an adult's, is:]
Thank you for being my friend.