[Wolfwood eyes Vash as he makes his way across the room, setting the plate down while still standing despite still being visibly injured. It makes his gaze narrow just slightly, but at first he doesn't say anything. He's still waiting for his heart to slow down, because there was a brief moment of panic when he woke and didn't see Vash there at all. It wasn't long, but long enough to have an affect on him.
Now he's just mad about it tbh.]
If you feel like eating, you must be okay.
[Again, said a bit more flatly than enthusiastic, because Vash. Vash.]
You realize you've been out for a whole day and a half, right?
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Now he's just mad about it tbh.]
If you feel like eating, you must be okay.
[Again, said a bit more flatly than enthusiastic, because Vash. Vash.]
You realize you've been out for a whole day and a half, right?