[Vash knows what he's seeing, he just doesn't know why. His mind runs with the idea, that Wolfwood wanted a taste. He wonders, briefly, what it might be like if his mouth was there instead of that damn cigarette, but he stops his thoughts before they can go any further.
It's dangerous. Even worlds way, Vash is still a disaster. Anyone who got caught up with him would get hurt. Even the near-invulnerable Nicholas D. Wolfwood was no exception. And despite everything, the grousing and the inevitable betrayal he knows his coming, Vash still cared for the man.
Which meant he couldn't dare to get close.
His gaze dances away, back toward the ceiling. He lifts his arms up, yawning loud enough for his jaw to pop, then lowers them once more.]
I'll stick with my occasional booze, thank you. [He wipes at his eyes, more for show than anything.] And my recovery naps.
[With that, he makes his way toward the bed. He knows he's only just gotten up, just as he knows he's not actually tired. But maybe it'll encourage Wolfwood to leave, before things go too far.]
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It's dangerous. Even worlds way, Vash is still a disaster. Anyone who got caught up with him would get hurt. Even the near-invulnerable Nicholas D. Wolfwood was no exception. And despite everything, the grousing and the inevitable betrayal he knows his coming, Vash still cared for the man.
Which meant he couldn't dare to get close.
His gaze dances away, back toward the ceiling. He lifts his arms up, yawning loud enough for his jaw to pop, then lowers them once more.]
I'll stick with my occasional booze, thank you. [He wipes at his eyes, more for show than anything.] And my recovery naps.
[With that, he makes his way toward the bed. He knows he's only just gotten up, just as he knows he's not actually tired. But maybe it'll encourage Wolfwood to leave, before things go too far.]