[ Vash was just. Holding on to the still figure of his other self, he tucked him in closer, gently.

After a while, he reached towards Wolflwood, the glisten of tears drawing his fingers closer, until the broken, true sweetheart reminded him that was not for him to try, so his palm ended up so gently on Wolfwood's shoulder, squeezing slightly.

He still waited out until he finally spoke, given a small nod at first, his voice quiet and rough around the edges, but nowhere near as ragged as he felt. And he could no longer sense Nai nearby, but he knew Nai had already gotten separated from the other Vash, so it ... might have been all right. ]

Right. Can you lead the way? I'll carry him. And... make sure you eat something before you start drinking, all right?

[ even with his years as Eircks, he knew his Wolfwood. ]