[A reasonable question to ask yourself, Vash. Whatever it is Wolfwood is thinking, he isn't letting it show on the surface. He seemed pretty ready to just do that without a second thought, sharing his cigarette with Vash like when he offered him a worm to eat. This is different, though. It's not like Vash had to watch Wolfwood subtly drag his tongue across the end of the cigarette where Vash's lips once were, a true blink-and-you'll-miss-it moment.
But Vash won't miss it. He's not fully human. These things he probably sees with uncomfortable clarity, as a matter of fact.
The cigarette is nearly smoked through now as Wolfwood settles back into his seat again, once more crossing his legs at the knee.]
Suit yourself. I'm sure you'd get used to it eventually. Probably a worse habit than drinking, though.
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But Vash won't miss it. He's not fully human. These things he probably sees with uncomfortable clarity, as a matter of fact.
The cigarette is nearly smoked through now as Wolfwood settles back into his seat again, once more crossing his legs at the knee.]
Suit yourself. I'm sure you'd get used to it eventually. Probably a worse habit than drinking, though.
[And he's pretty sure that Vash has done.]