[Despite the pain, as well as Wolfwood's blurring vision due to rapid blood loss, he's pulled into the vision just as Vash is. Though he knows it has to be something else the forest is showing them, it still feels alarmingly real. The warmth of spring, the trees looking far less dead around them...and of course the girl, who stands alive and well before them. He hears her speaking with a boy he doesn't recognize, yet it sounds like their voices are coming to him from underwater. Yet, despite everything, he has enough constitution to think bitterly Now you tell us. Not that he thinks shoving the head of the creature currently attached to his shoulder was going to do much good when it already had him pinned.
He doesn't know what else to make of it, other than the fact that this is probably a past memory of some sort. There's no way to know how they're seeing it, or if the details are exactly all true...and before he can really wonder, it all goes away and they're once more left in the dark woods, their only company corpses.
Wolfwood coughs from some distance away, cursing under his breath at the taste of copper on his tongue. The fact the drugs do not seem to be working was something he'd never thought about (they are, just much slower than he's used to, stitching his body together at a rate of several minutes, not seconds), because why would he? Just because he's somewhere else doesn't mean his physiology should suddenly be different.]
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He doesn't know what else to make of it, other than the fact that this is probably a past memory of some sort. There's no way to know how they're seeing it, or if the details are exactly all true...and before he can really wonder, it all goes away and they're once more left in the dark woods, their only company corpses.
Wolfwood coughs from some distance away, cursing under his breath at the taste of copper on his tongue. The fact the drugs do not seem to be working was something he'd never thought about (they are, just much slower than he's used to, stitching his body together at a rate of several minutes, not seconds), because why would he? Just because he's somewhere else doesn't mean his physiology should suddenly be different.]
God damn it..