[Though Vash can feel that scrutinizing gaze on him, he isn't sure what he's done to deserve it. Then again, existing in Wolfwood's proximity generally tended to piss him off sometimes. And that was assuming he wasn't rightly furious about the trouble they'd gotten into the night prior.
The point is, Vash knows he deserves whatever he's getting from Wolfwood. Even if it does smart a bit more than his open wounds do.]
Eh, I always feel like eating. [He gives a half-shrug, thankfully with the bionic limb this time, before sitting down. He grabs a piece of toast with an ample helping of jelly. It's when he goes to take a bite that he stops short, apparently surprised by what Wolfwood says.]
That long, huh? [If not for the flatness in Wolfwood's voice, he might have thought the Punisher was worried about him. Thankfully, he knows it to not be true.] Felt shorter than that! But hey, thanks for letting me nap?
[If he keeps things light, maybe Wolfwood won't be as angry? That's what he's hoping for at least.]
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The point is, Vash knows he deserves whatever he's getting from Wolfwood. Even if it does smart a bit more than his open wounds do.]
Eh, I always feel like eating. [He gives a half-shrug, thankfully with the bionic limb this time, before sitting down. He grabs a piece of toast with an ample helping of jelly. It's when he goes to take a bite that he stops short, apparently surprised by what Wolfwood says.]
That long, huh? [If not for the flatness in Wolfwood's voice, he might have thought the Punisher was worried about him. Thankfully, he knows it to not be true.] Felt shorter than that! But hey, thanks for letting me nap?
[If he keeps things light, maybe Wolfwood won't be as angry? That's what he's hoping for at least.]