[For a moment, when the plant smiles, it's not the thinly veiled unpleasantness from before. It seems almost genuine, and a touch sad. And it makes him look a lot more like his brother.]

There's always other options, if you look for them. I didn't think so for a long time, but that less-- [He pauses, shaking the thought off without completing the sentence. Thinking too much on his brother, his real brother, and the things that Vash had done, hurt too much in his absence.] Right and wrong, justice and injustice, are constructs of civilization; and civilization, as you know, is very, very easily rewritten. What you might call murder another might call revenge, or justice, or even mercy. Even 'truth' and reality itself is a matter of perspective.

[The smile fades.]

I should like to be bored with the details of these Sith and their rule, actually. If there is true, genuine evil I would like to know what it is before I encounter it, if I am not already in that category myself. This place draws all kinds.

[Knives isn't evil. He's troubled and damaged and violently suspicious but he has a stronger grasp on the light than the darkness. Did trying to change from the killer he was matter in the face of 'right and wrong'?]