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Knives sneered a little and attempted to push his brother from so close to him, but it didn't amount to much. Besides, he was halfway grateful to get out of that room. He was already tired of it, and had only been conscious for a little while. Being escorted out of the room, he finally noticed the woman standing near the door, short and thin with short black hair. Another had shouted from a room far away, before being ushered back into her room.
"Who are they?" He asked Vash once sitting on the couch. And why was he with the likes of these humans? "Ah, that's right. You prefer the company of the parasites of this planet," he growled, only slightly aware of what he had said aloud. He couldn't help it, after all. No one could change completely.