[One of these days, Wolfwood will get it right. He'll manage to say something without cutting poor Vash deep in the aftermath. Honestly, he doesn't even realize until after he's said it that maybe he could have just opted to not, but at least he's attentive enough to Vash in particular that he can tell maybe that wasn't the best thing to go with.
It's why, when Vash suddenly pulls up out of the dip and hugs him like that that Wolfwood fully stops and reflects, wrapping his arms around him in return. One hand finds its way where it usually ends up, buried in the back of his hair, while the other keeps him held close somewhere on his back without pressing on his wings too hard.
He's so different. Everything is so different than it's meant to be. But he's accepted it, because it's part of Vash now, for better or worst.]
Thank you. Whatever happens now, y'know I'm with ya every step of the way, blondie.
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It's why, when Vash suddenly pulls up out of the dip and hugs him like that that Wolfwood fully stops and reflects, wrapping his arms around him in return. One hand finds its way where it usually ends up, buried in the back of his hair, while the other keeps him held close somewhere on his back without pressing on his wings too hard.
He's so different. Everything is so different than it's meant to be. But he's accepted it, because it's part of Vash now, for better or worst.]
Thank you. Whatever happens now, y'know I'm with ya every step of the way, blondie.