[Said with the most thick, schmoopy lay of affection. With each word, Wolfwood steadily draws Vash out of his own mind, whether he knows it or not. Yes, the worry still lingers, but he can't eat himself alive with dread when Nick says such ridiculous things to him]
There's a reason you're my other half, baby. And it's not because you knock sense into me time to time. You also get me riled up!
[His joy does falter briefly, eyes flickering away.]
I'm serious though, Nick. I wouldn't forgive myself if I hurt you.
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[Said with the most thick, schmoopy lay of affection. With each word, Wolfwood steadily draws Vash out of his own mind, whether he knows it or not. Yes, the worry still lingers, but he can't eat himself alive with dread when Nick says such ridiculous things to him]
There's a reason you're my other half, baby. And it's not because you knock sense into me time to time. You also get me riled up!
[His joy does falter briefly, eyes flickering away.]
I'm serious though, Nick. I wouldn't forgive myself if I hurt you.