[ wolfwood knows better than to fall for it, the scowl still on his face as he takes another swig of mead. it softens a little at vash's admission though, and wolfwood winds up ducking his head too, suddenly feeling too naked and exposed with nothing to hide behind. ]
Shut up. [ it's on reflex, no heat behind it despite the harshness of his words. ] There's nothing wrong with that, alright?
[ a part of him can't help but feel like this is some sort of afterlife, even if he knows that's not possible. he took meryl with him outside the city limits; all they could do was watch knives and vash duke it out. it doesn't explain why he's here and she's not.
but if this is the afterlife, it's kinder than he deserves. still, if there's anyone out there that would be in the same boat as him, he figures it would be vash. ]
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Shut up. [ it's on reflex, no heat behind it despite the harshness of his words. ] There's nothing wrong with that, alright?
[ a part of him can't help but feel like this is some sort of afterlife, even if he knows that's not possible. he took meryl with him outside the city limits; all they could do was watch knives and vash duke it out. it doesn't explain why he's here and she's not.
but if this is the afterlife, it's kinder than he deserves. still, if there's anyone out there that would be in the same boat as him, he figures it would be vash. ]