[The moment Wolfwood speaks, Vash startles. It's comical, the way he jumps up in the air, and then quickly scrambles to reorient the toast on the plate. Thankfully, he manages some amount of dexterity and keeps from losing any of their breakfast. It's already a thin enough meal, after all.

The display does leave him wincing, his not fully wounds threatening to open up on him. He sets the plate down on his desk in favor of rubbing at the edges of one of the gouges in his chest.]

You're awake, huh? [He titters nervously.] Was hopin' to surprise you. Or even get to eat all'a this by myself. [He nods to the food.] Sorry it isn't much. I almost burned down the place the other day so... figured it might be better to take it easy.