[Worried as he is, it's hard to shut his brain off enough to rest. By some miracle, though, slumber does manage to eventually wrap itself around him. It's light, fitful almost, and very easily shattered by the suddenly shouting that comes from Wolfwood's side of the bed.
In an instant, Vash is up. He hadn't bothered to unholster his gun, so his hand quickly flies to it. He has it halfway pulled out when his brain processes two separate things. One, Wolfwood appears to still be dead asleep. The second is that they are still entirely alone in the room.
A dream. A nightmare even, but still no tangible threat. Vash exhales his relief as he sets his gun on the nightstand for now. Then he shifts over to Wolfwood's side of the bed.]
Hey. Wolfwood. Nick. [He lays his hand on the man's shoulder and shakes it once. He can see the sweat on Wolfwood's forehead, and now that he's this close, can make out the frantic puffs of breath. Another shake of the shoulder is given, just to be sure.]
Wake up. You're okay. It's safe, okay? I'm right here.
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In an instant, Vash is up. He hadn't bothered to unholster his gun, so his hand quickly flies to it. He has it halfway pulled out when his brain processes two separate things. One, Wolfwood appears to still be dead asleep. The second is that they are still entirely alone in the room.
A dream. A nightmare even, but still no tangible threat. Vash exhales his relief as he sets his gun on the nightstand for now. Then he shifts over to Wolfwood's side of the bed.]
Hey. Wolfwood. Nick. [He lays his hand on the man's shoulder and shakes it once. He can see the sweat on Wolfwood's forehead, and now that he's this close, can make out the frantic puffs of breath. Another shake of the shoulder is given, just to be sure.]
Wake up. You're okay. It's safe, okay? I'm right here.