[AT THE SALON IT IS. Kaveh's on his way out of it; he's in his new outfit with his hair pinned up in a bun and his nails painted, with one of them painted with flowers instead of feathers.
When he sees Vash, he freezes--but it's too late, they're already in emotion range. From Kaveh, Vash will probably pick up on a strong undercurrent of negativity: exhaustion, sorrow, worry, and most of all, old, constant guilt. There's a burst of happiness when Vash calls out, but it's tangled with shame, as well as a hint of curiosity at the oddness of Vash's feelings.
He can't really back away, though, and, honestly--he kind of doesn't want to. At this point, he's starting to get used to people being able to pry into his heart and his head whether he likes it or not, and he just isn't made to cut himself off and become a hermit, so. He will do the next best thing and just... try to forge on like everything's fine.
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When he sees Vash, he freezes--but it's too late, they're already in emotion range. From Kaveh, Vash will probably pick up on a strong undercurrent of negativity: exhaustion, sorrow, worry, and most of all, old, constant guilt. There's a burst of happiness when Vash calls out, but it's tangled with shame, as well as a hint of curiosity at the oddness of Vash's feelings.
He can't really back away, though, and, honestly--he kind of doesn't want to. At this point, he's starting to get used to people being able to pry into his heart and his head whether he likes it or not, and he just isn't made to cut himself off and become a hermit, so. He will do the next best thing and just... try to forge on like everything's fine.
He waves back, and smiles at Vash!]
Were you headed inside?