Meryl looked out of the window of her hotel room and began to think about Vash. How she longed to see him again, but then she wondered if he still thought about her. She had meant to call him, but she never had the time to, seeing as she was still in pursuit of the person who killed Milly.

She slowly walked away from the window and sat on the edge of the bed that was hers, placing her head in her hands, sobbing silently until she heard the door unlock. She looked up to see Knives standing in the doorway carrying what seemed to be dinner. Knives stared at Meryl and noticed the distressed look upon her face.

"Are you alright, Meryl?" he asked, approaching her slowly.

"I was just thinking about Vash again," she replied, moving closer to Knives.

"Don't even think about him anymore if it causes you too much pain. He hasn't bothered to call you, so I would forget about him. He doesn't really love you, but I know someone who does. Would you like to know?"

"Who?" asked Meryl, now standing closer to Knives.

"I do," replied Knives, taking Meryl into his arms and kissing her tenderly on her lips, moving his hands up and down her back and dropping their dinner on the floor. Meryl kissed back and wrapped her arms around Knives' neck, holding him in a passionate embrace that neither wanted to release from. Knives pulled out of the kiss and looked deep into Meryl's eyes. Meryl felt her heart melt and rested her head against Knives' chest.

"Shall we take a walk out in the moonlight and amongst the stars?" asked Knives, stroking Meryl's shoulder length black hair.

"I would love nothing more," she replied, looking up into Knives' blue gray eyes. He nodded and they left the hotel room hand in hand.