[ the dog's not so easy to chase off. he could fight back if needed to -- at even a fraction of his full strength, livio's certain he would lose to knives, but as he is now... he seems exhausted, almost weak ]

I ain't gonna kill ya. And I ain't gonna leave ya here to die, either. Sorry, m--- [ he catches himself from saying "master", just on instinct. ] mister Knives.

Vash gave me a chance when no one else would. [ "us", really, but he doesn't need to go into that. knives will know, anyway. if he even remembers the trip of death. or him ] And I ain't exactly like most my kind, anyway.

[ he's already dying faster than any normal human. and, well, he's got far too much blood on his hands to be anything but a monster ]

Why do you wanna die so badly?