Spending all of your time trying to be human means you never can learn all you are capable of, including wings. That requires your own kind. ...Normally.
[And the bulb-bound Sisters hadn't understood why he didn't already know how to fly, or reshape his own body, or how to use his natural telepathy. To them, he should have known from first becoming aware. He shakes his head at being told to not throw things. Hitting Vash hadn't been the purpose, making him stumble or jump had been. And dodging them would bring the same result as being struck outright.]
Try. And trust yourself.
[Trusting instincts that weren't human, might be difficult for Vash. Those same instincts could control the devastating power of the angel arms after all. Knives doesn't interfere when Vash runs, or jumps, though he scrutinizes the height. That should be enough. Practice would mean not needing the momentum of running at all.
The black haired plant doesn't move, yet. He's waiting to see if Vash follows through with his nature, or not. He should be able to stay in the air..]
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[And the bulb-bound Sisters hadn't understood why he didn't already know how to fly, or reshape his own body, or how to use his natural telepathy. To them, he should have known from first becoming aware. He shakes his head at being told to not throw things. Hitting Vash hadn't been the purpose, making him stumble or jump had been. And dodging them would bring the same result as being struck outright.]
Try. And trust yourself.
[Trusting instincts that weren't human, might be difficult for Vash. Those same instincts could control the devastating power of the angel arms after all. Knives doesn't interfere when Vash runs, or jumps, though he scrutinizes the height. That should be enough. Practice would mean not needing the momentum of running at all.
The black haired plant doesn't move, yet. He's waiting to see if Vash follows through with his nature, or not. He should be able to stay in the air..]