[There is zero furniture aside from the piano and the piano bench, thank you. Beyond the basics of a few dishes here and there, he has next to nothing. It's exactly as he had asked for, and he'll be sure to thank Heimr for that much.
Anyway, Vash will absolutely not be sleeping that night, thank you. Wolfwood will need the fire to stay warm given how cold he'd gotten, and so Vash makes a point of staying awake for that reason alone. The fire is rekindled every hour, keeping the house nice and temperate.
He waits for two cycles until he finally gets up to check on Nick, because of course he does. He only wanted to make sure he was well and truly out. He doesn't expect Wolfwood to be entirely bare-assed under the blankets but. What the hell. It's the last thing Vash will complain about.
After a few moments spent making sure that Wolfwood's breath comes in even spurts, he ducks out once more. He returns just a few seconds later with the single glass he owns, freshly cleaned and filled with water. He doesn't have any painkillers, and can't even say for certain if they exist in the grove.
From every hour onward, Vash establishes himself a pattern. When the fire goes out, he lights it once more. And once it's going good and strong, he peeks in to check on Wolfwood. It's enough of a routine to get him through the night, and by the time the sun rises, he's mostly certain Wolfwood will be alright.
It's only then that he dismisses himself, going to take care of his other promised duty. Angelina is not only taken out, but he scrounges up some food and water for her, just to be sure. He even lays on the ground playing with her.
Is he buying time, in fear of coming back to a fully awake Wolfwood? Probably.
Eventually, though, he does return. A pitstop is made along the way for a few pills that he's almost certain are your basic aspirin, but who can say for sure. After that, he trudges inside and peeks around, looking to see if Wolfwood has roused himself fully.]
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Anyway, Vash will absolutely not be sleeping that night, thank you. Wolfwood will need the fire to stay warm given how cold he'd gotten, and so Vash makes a point of staying awake for that reason alone. The fire is rekindled every hour, keeping the house nice and temperate.
He waits for two cycles until he finally gets up to check on Nick, because of course he does. He only wanted to make sure he was well and truly out. He doesn't expect Wolfwood to be entirely bare-assed under the blankets but. What the hell. It's the last thing Vash will complain about.
After a few moments spent making sure that Wolfwood's breath comes in even spurts, he ducks out once more. He returns just a few seconds later with the single glass he owns, freshly cleaned and filled with water. He doesn't have any painkillers, and can't even say for certain if they exist in the grove.
From every hour onward, Vash establishes himself a pattern. When the fire goes out, he lights it once more. And once it's going good and strong, he peeks in to check on Wolfwood. It's enough of a routine to get him through the night, and by the time the sun rises, he's mostly certain Wolfwood will be alright.
It's only then that he dismisses himself, going to take care of his other promised duty. Angelina is not only taken out, but he scrounges up some food and water for her, just to be sure. He even lays on the ground playing with her.
Is he buying time, in fear of coming back to a fully awake Wolfwood? Probably.
Eventually, though, he does return. A pitstop is made along the way for a few pills that he's almost certain are your basic aspirin, but who can say for sure. After that, he trudges inside and peeks around, looking to see if Wolfwood has roused himself fully.]