[Their eyes meet, and Wolfwood feels very much like Vash's ice blue eyes are staring directly into his soul. He is fully sober now with a pounding headache and a lot on his mind, yet he isn't about to be the one to start the conversation when Vash was the one who came to his door first. He's the one who said he wanted to explain, he just has to remind himself of what Mizuki said.
Have the conversation on your terms. But does he even truly know what that means?
For the time being, he looks wordlessly at the pill bottle before taking it slowly from Vash's hand, popping it open and shaking out two into his palm, which he'll swallow dry unless Vash brought some water. Then, he'll toss the pill bottle back at him.]
Where did you sleep?
[He's not sure why that's the first thing he asks, but there you are.]
no subject
Have the conversation on your terms. But does he even truly know what that means?
For the time being, he looks wordlessly at the pill bottle before taking it slowly from Vash's hand, popping it open and shaking out two into his palm, which he'll swallow dry unless Vash brought some water. Then, he'll toss the pill bottle back at him.]
Where did you sleep?
[He's not sure why that's the first thing he asks, but there you are.]