[He smiled gently at the thought, his hand fidgeting a bit of an anxious beat against his knee.]
I hope so. He'd been having a hard time even before I met 'im, and it got a little easier since then, yeah, but [Things were still hard, and he was still outliving everyone he met, and Wolfwood knew it weighed on him.]...I know he's still tired. I want 'im to be happy.
[What little comfort he felt at the reassurances, though, chilled a bit at the question about why they'd been brought together. He hadn't had a chance to get news from the parts of the planet that were populated. He had no idea what was going on. He hadn't thought about the fact that all of this might have been a sign that things were going tits-up all over again. It wasn't a pleasant thought, now that it had.]
What use would whoever is responsible for this have with me, though? What's the point? [But then the concern that had flared up sputtered to a stop at Vash's question, and he blinked at him, bewildered for a moment before he laughed, still confused, but...well, even if he never would have expected him to just come out and ask like that, it was so like the man he knew, to immediately start looking for something to fix even in a situation that was impossible to fix. It was, honestly, kind of adorable. More open, maybe, than the man back home, and with how much younger he was, he was suddenly hit with a wave of affection.]
Need? Oh, Güerito, I don't need anything. Kind've...beyond that, you know? But I'm fine, really. Thank you. You don't have to worry about me. Just...gotta find him again. Whatever happens after that? [He shrugged, and then when he remembered it wouldn't come across in his voice, made a sort of noncommittal sound to convey the gesture instead.] It's outta my hands, really. I'm just here for the ride.
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I hope so. He'd been having a hard time even before I met 'im, and it got a little easier since then, yeah, but [Things were still hard, and he was still outliving everyone he met, and Wolfwood knew it weighed on him.]...I know he's still tired. I want 'im to be happy.
[What little comfort he felt at the reassurances, though, chilled a bit at the question about why they'd been brought together. He hadn't had a chance to get news from the parts of the planet that were populated. He had no idea what was going on. He hadn't thought about the fact that all of this might have been a sign that things were going tits-up all over again. It wasn't a pleasant thought, now that it had.]
What use would whoever is responsible for this have with me, though? What's the point? [But then the concern that had flared up sputtered to a stop at Vash's question, and he blinked at him, bewildered for a moment before he laughed, still confused, but...well, even if he never would have expected him to just come out and ask like that, it was so like the man he knew, to immediately start looking for something to fix even in a situation that was impossible to fix. It was, honestly, kind of adorable. More open, maybe, than the man back home, and with how much younger he was, he was suddenly hit with a wave of affection.]
Need? Oh, Güerito, I don't need anything. Kind've...beyond that, you know? But I'm fine, really. Thank you. You don't have to worry about me. Just...gotta find him again. Whatever happens after that? [He shrugged, and then when he remembered it wouldn't come across in his voice, made a sort of noncommittal sound to convey the gesture instead.] It's outta my hands, really. I'm just here for the ride.