[It's for your own good, Wolfwood thinks. He knows Vash well enough by now to know how the guy tends to operate. He has a soft heart, and he's drawn to helping anyone- literally anyone- without giving it a second thought. He never stops to consider if he could be being lied to, or tricked, or manipulated. Case in point...
But he also knows Vash doesn't care about those things. It's the chance that he could help someone that he's banking on. Everything else takes a backseat.
So, Wolfwood sighs. Okay, looks like they are doing this then, and since he has absolutely zero attachments to this town or its people (especially since he's likely had mostly negative interactions by this point rip), he tosses his cig onto the snow and crushes it underfoot.
He decides to keep quiet and simply follows in Vash's footsteps.]
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But he also knows Vash doesn't care about those things. It's the chance that he could help someone that he's banking on. Everything else takes a backseat.
So, Wolfwood sighs. Okay, looks like they are doing this then, and since he has absolutely zero attachments to this town or its people (especially since he's likely had mostly negative interactions by this point rip), he tosses his cig onto the snow and crushes it underfoot.
He decides to keep quiet and simply follows in Vash's footsteps.]