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Chapter41: Vash's POV
He had been happy that his brother decided to talk with him, particularly since he had been so forthright in his descriptions. When they were done, the relief he felt was massive, apparently he had not noticed how much it was bothering him, yet his Meryl had. After their talk they had rejoined the girls, shocked to hear that they had visited with all three of our sisters. Dai, of course, had been the chattiest, however Amber had visited briefly as well, and Rena had gotten herself yelled at by tall girl.

Almost as soon as we had joined the girls Eza had appeared to tells us dinner was done, a quiet walk back to the mess hall and the whole lot of us was eating some rather tasty fresh fish, though where the fresh fish was from he didn't know since he hadn't seen a pond, lake, or stream big enough for fish. When he asked, his twin had chuckled telling him the memousi provide the fish. Apparently, they had created their entire society underground complete with hidden streams, aqueducts, and ponds. With the help of the lizaeri who knew how to work the genetics lab they had created a wide variety of aquatic water life that they had released into their water sources, of course it took them almost four generations and fifty years to do so, but once it was done, it was successfully maintained.

By the time they had finished dinner, talk had went from where the food was to Knives commenting that they could leave the following day. Almost as soon as he made the comment, Hassaar and Eza had both commented they wanted to know where the new home was to be because they were sending fresh supplies, and the memousi wished to set up their own new aqueduct nearby. It was startling to say the least. When he pointed out that it was near a human settlement, both of them shared a look of annoyance before announcing they realized that, now where was the hover going? Over all, it was rather amusing to watch.

After dinner each of us had retired to our rooms, to which he was very grateful to be sharing with his short girl. Their conversation was short before desire won out and their enjoyment of the privacy their room gave them came into play. To say it was a long and enjoyable night was not an understatement.

Sometime during the night a call awoke him, it was not perfectly clear but he was sure it was Dai because it was a lot like her voice. As he climbed out of bed to get dressed, Meryl stirred asking what was wrong, and he kissed her, telling her to go back to sleep his sister wanted something. Drowsily, she listen and snuggled back down into the blankets.

Slipping on his leather armor and boots only, he quietly made his way through the ship, surprised to see how many of the lizaeri were still up and about. Most greeted him with the respectful tone that they used for his twin, which was most unsettling at times because he was used to not getting respect. Unlike the humans who had hunted him, the lizaeri appreciate the fact that he is a plant, and that he is as far as they care better than the humans. According to what he can feel of their emotions, they accept the girls as chosen consorts because they are no longer purely human, the change can be smelled in them, but other humans? Still fair game for terrorizing.

By the time he had gotten to where the bulbs were, he was shaking his head at the fact his brother had managed to make a completely new species that dislike humans as much as he did.

"You called for me?" he queries stopping beside Dai's bulb and placing a hand on the glass.

She drifts to the bottom, nodding once, I did, however I was not sure you were going to hear me. Shrugging, she comments, telepathy is not my strong suit.

He nods as she places her hand opposite of his and pulls him into the bulb. Like every other time he had entered a bulb the energy within felt somehow different than the energy he was used to. It made his skin tingle in the oddest ways, however it had never stopped him from willing entering them to hug his sisters.

Once he is within the bulb however something odd happens, the bulb fills with a golden fog like when the girls are sleeping. When he tries to pull away to leave, Dai informs him, Your mate gave me the reasoning behind the scars to her knowledge. I am not happy about it. It is foolish. You lose none of your humanity by allowing the damage to be healed, so that is what I am going to do, heal as much of it as I can between now and morning, you may complain all you like but it's not stopping me. Sighing, she pauses looking away before looking back at him, I am sorry though, part of it will hurt as the metal is rejected from your body, though I will ask, would you rather keep the artificial arm or have a new real arm?

What? he asks, completely lost, Tala had said that she couldn't do more for him because the scaring was too old. How was Dai going to do it then?

Your arm, the one that is made of metal and artificial muscle and skin, do you wish to keep the fake one or would you like a real one? She repeats herself, her tone very serious as she waits for an answer.

I say heal it, comes a second voice, that he is sure is from one of the other two, but he cannot determine which with the gold fog surrounding him.

Indeed, he has worked hard to try and prevent Knives from doing evil during his dark times, he has helped the humans whenever possible, and he has tried to always follow the same path any of us would if we were on the outside instead. A third voice chimes in.

For a moment he thinks about it, would he like to have his real arm back? Yes, he would, but after twenty some years of having the artificial one he was not sure how that would work for him. He was used to the fake one's ability to take just about anything, plus still be used in defense. On the other hand he was trying to get to a peaceful life where the gun in that arm would not be needed. It was a confusing mess in his head. Shaking it, he finally replies, Only if it is not going to be a problem. I….he trails off, not sure what he was going to say.

Dai grins at him through the fog, wrapping it tightly around him in a tight embrace. He can feel both his armor and boots sliding off and out of the bulb, making him highly self conscious since Tala had not done the same and he was already embarrassed by his body. Most of the surface scarring will remain, a tribute if you will, in respect for your desire to remember. However, all of the metal I can get rid of will be eliminated, and your arm will be restored. Rena and Amber are both helping as well since I am an amplifier and amplifying our natural healing ability, they are providing a little extra power to make sure we can get as much done as possible.

I might not like your twin, but you have done nothing wrong to earn my dislike, he hears the second voice comment, her tone rich, he is pretty certain that it is Rena speaking. Our newest family member also pointed out that my behavior was not like our kinds normal and I needed to consider my actions better.

A warm feeling curls through his body, making him drowsy. As the tingling goes through him, he feels the bones, muscle, and sinew shift. A soft groan escapes him because it hurts, almost as much as it hurt when he was injured. Despite the pain however, it is also a pleasant feeling as his body repairs itself. In order to distract him from the pain the girls take turns relaying stories of the home plane. Somewhere along the way he drifted into oblivion only to awake as he is carefully released from the bulb into the waiting care of a small group of lizaeri that includes Hassaar.

Coming too, he groans softly, sitting up in the sand and rubbing his face with his newly grown arm. Startled, he carefully looks his arm over, amazed that she really had been able to do so. Curious, he looks himself over, noticing that almost every single place where he had metal either on the surface of his skin, sticking out, or beneath his skin has been carefully repaired. Grinning, he does a series of movements to discover how much different it feels and is surprised at the ease in which he can move. He had not been able to move that easily for over fifty years.

Glancing over, he sees the entire collection of pieces that she had removed lying in a box, collected together by the lizaeri. He is startled by the amount of metal that had been in him.

"Sssir may wisssh to get dresssssed," Hassaar suggests, offering his body armor.

Realizing he is completely naked, he blushes, quickly grabbing the garments and pulling them on. Smiling, he looks up to find Dai watching him. "Thank you," he tells her before turning towards the other two to thank them as well.

All three nods at him, however Amber is the one who comments, Your welcome, stay safe. I think it's time to rest, healing that fast can be tiring. Again the other two nod in agreement with her and all three drift to the top of their bulbs.

Standing, he stretches, enjoying the feeling.

"If sssir doesss not mind, I will dissspossse of the metal pieccesss," Hassaar states the question.

He nods, muttering his thanks before going back to his and Meryl's room. She is just waking when he gets there, giving him a perfect chance to kiss her senseless. It was a long while before the two of them get to breakfast.