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For a moment it felt like a standoff without guns; Trista was staring at him as he stared right back. Glancing at Milly as she noticed he was there, he nodded once and introduced himself to the girl.
"Yes. Same to you," he stated without apprehension. He would probably not have bothered had she been human, but this was, maybe, different. He also knew that there was some secrecy in his brother's real name, but he saw no reason to conceal his own. For all most of the population knew, Knives had nothing to do with the July city incident. Besides, fear was not something he felt for the human race. They had nothing on him.

Without another word to the room, he turned from the kitchen and made his way upstairs. Stepping to the door he knew was Vash's, he turned the knob and stepped inside.
"Brother." He nodded to Vash, attempting to gauge his knowledge of the situation downstairs.