[ ...Ah. What a strange kid. But Adolf's always been weak against vibrant people, and his concern is only exacerbated when Vector mentions patching him up.
Can this kid be trusted with sharp objects? He's going to hurt himself, Adolf figures. One scarred hand goes on Vector's wrist to discourage any more rummaging, and he bends down on the floor beside the smaller figure. ]
...Calm down.
[ Breathe, is the tone here. He's going to gently try to pry that yarn away... was he truly intending to patch him up like a sock puppet?! ]
They're old wounds. There's nothing you can do about them. [ Translation: 'I appreciate it, but don't'. ]
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Can this kid be trusted with sharp objects? He's going to hurt himself, Adolf figures. One scarred hand goes on Vector's wrist to discourage any more rummaging, and he bends down on the floor beside the smaller figure. ]
...Calm down.
[ Breathe, is the tone here. He's going to gently try to pry that yarn away... was he truly intending to patch him up like a sock puppet?! ]
They're old wounds. There's nothing you can do about them. [ Translation: 'I appreciate it, but don't'. ]