[ One minute conciliatory, the next mocking. Vash just blinks, stunned, when what he thought was about to be a tearful reunion turns into a joke about dying plants. What in the hell...?
They've seen enough black-haired plants by now, seen enough death, that surely Wolfwood knows what the black hair meant? Surely he'd made that connection, between Vash's hair and the hole in the fifth moon? Why would he say something so... mean?
But, a moment later, the shock fading, Vash has to admit to himself that maybe Wolfwood doesn't know what his hair meant. He's never come out and talked about it, that much is true, and there is so much they don't know about each other, even after all the time spent traveling together. So much that they pointedly haven't said, even when they should have. Even when it was something the other needed to hear, like black hair means my life is running out, or I care about you very much. They've never needed words, for so much of what they've been to each other... and for the rest, as Vash knows only too well after today, putting words to the thing just makes it real.
But Wolfwood keeps talking, for once saying things that need to be said, and Vash finds himself hanging on every word of what starts off as an apology, but then becomes just, well. Foolish.
You've always been a better man than I ever could be, Wolfwood finally says, and that's the last damn straw. Vash has heard enough. Before Wolfwood can wind himself up for another round of bullshit and self-pity, Vash swings on him, aiming to crack him right in his stupid, stupid mouth. ]
You thought I wanted you gone?! [ His voice is a hiss, even angrier than before. He can't even begin to imagine where Wolfwood would have gotten an idea like that! ] You came, and you risked your life for me just a week ago, when I was... [ He pauses, quickly glancing over at the last spot he'd seen Kni and the other Vash. They're nowhere to be seen, whichg probably means they're out of earshot, but just to be safe he drops his voice for the next bit: ] ...when I was on the ark. You came and you saved me. You saved my life, and you almost died doing it! [ His voice hitches, but he's not ready to break down yet. He's still got one more thing to say. ]
How selfish do you think I am, that after all you've done for me, with all those kids in danger, that I would turn my back on you?
[ He'd seen the look on Wolfwood's face when they'd heard about the ark moving toward December, he'd known what that meant, and he's been waiting for Wolfwood to feel recovered enough to come get him! And then one morning - this morning! – he'd woken up and the man was gone, not a word, not a note, not a goodbye. Just vanished. Gone to fight against who knew how many of Knives's super-powered army, all on his own, because he didn't want to be a distraction?!
That hurts. That may hurt worse even than Wolfwood's death had. ]
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They've seen enough black-haired plants by now, seen enough death, that surely Wolfwood knows what the black hair meant? Surely he'd made that connection, between Vash's hair and the hole in the fifth moon? Why would he say something so... mean?
But, a moment later, the shock fading, Vash has to admit to himself that maybe Wolfwood doesn't know what his hair meant. He's never come out and talked about it, that much is true, and there is so much they don't know about each other, even after all the time spent traveling together. So much that they pointedly haven't said, even when they should have. Even when it was something the other needed to hear, like black hair means my life is running out, or I care about you very much. They've never needed words, for so much of what they've been to each other... and for the rest, as Vash knows only too well after today, putting words to the thing just makes it real.
But Wolfwood keeps talking, for once saying things that need to be said, and Vash finds himself hanging on every word of what starts off as an apology, but then becomes just, well. Foolish.
You've always been a better man than I ever could be, Wolfwood finally says, and that's the last damn straw. Vash has heard enough. Before Wolfwood can wind himself up for another round of bullshit and self-pity, Vash swings on him, aiming to crack him right in his stupid, stupid mouth. ]
You thought I wanted you gone?! [ His voice is a hiss, even angrier than before. He can't even begin to imagine where Wolfwood would have gotten an idea like that! ] You came, and you risked your life for me just a week ago, when I was... [ He pauses, quickly glancing over at the last spot he'd seen Kni and the other Vash. They're nowhere to be seen, whichg probably means they're out of earshot, but just to be safe he drops his voice for the next bit: ] ...when I was on the ark. You came and you saved me. You saved my life, and you almost died doing it! [ His voice hitches, but he's not ready to break down yet. He's still got one more thing to say. ]
How selfish do you think I am, that after all you've done for me, with all those kids in danger, that I would turn my back on you?
[ He'd seen the look on Wolfwood's face when they'd heard about the ark moving toward December, he'd known what that meant, and he's been waiting for Wolfwood to feel recovered enough to come get him! And then one morning - this morning! – he'd woken up and the man was gone, not a word, not a note, not a goodbye. Just vanished. Gone to fight against who knew how many of Knives's super-powered army, all on his own, because he didn't want to be a distraction?!
That hurts. That may hurt worse even than Wolfwood's death had. ]
I thought we were friends.