Ending 2
…his confined, lonely room. The scent was gone; the house was silent. Vash crawled downstairs, noting with relief that Knives still remained unconscious on his bed. He saw in the kitchen that the girls were sipping tea with mournful looks. They turned their gaze to greet him in somber tones, but, upon the sight of the liquid slipping from his lip, burst into mocking laughter. Vash turned and swallowed. He wiped the drool from his face and sighed. Some dreams can seem so real.