What Vash was trying to tell him was that it wasn't that Wolfwood could do nothing. It was that he couldn't do everything. More than nothing was still more than Vash had had, or could hope for....
He just wrapped around Wolfwood's body as he well as he could, carding fingers through the dark strands.
"I can try. I'm not s--" He wasn't sure how, any happiness he'd had was lost so, so very long ago. "We can try to see if I can find my way to it. Would you be willing to help." A corner of his mouth tugged up. "I might need a guide."
He didn't know if that would help or make things worse. But it was truth, and he didn't think he should offer falsehoods to Wolfwood. It would just hurt more.
It usually works fine with my brain but sometimes things slip through the cracks
He just wrapped around Wolfwood's body as he well as he could, carding fingers through the dark strands.
"I can try. I'm not s--" He wasn't sure how, any happiness he'd had was lost so, so very long ago. "We can try to see if I can find my way to it. Would you be willing to help." A corner of his mouth tugged up. "I might need a guide."
He didn't know if that would help or make things worse. But it was truth, and he didn't think he should offer falsehoods to Wolfwood. It would just hurt more.