Vash had finished cleaning up. And then had done his best to tidy up the room, inasmuch as an abandoned space could be tidied up. Quietly, so as to not disturb Wolfwood. There were things that were important.
When the man came back in, Vash looked up, took in the tears, the head hanging low, and simply stepped up, pressing a kiss to the top of Wolfwood's hair.
"We have spent enough time with the dead and maybe-dead, now, I think." There was no judgment, it was something that needed to be done, and there was a solemnity to his words, rather than impatience.
"Come, let us rejoin the world of the living. There must be something only we can do, here. Let us find out what it is? And find everyone that we need to find, too."
There were things that needed to be set to rights, here. In Vash's mind, reuniting Wolfwood with his Vash was among them, but it was a list, and he was certain that would only grow longer.
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When the man came back in, Vash looked up, took in the tears, the head hanging low, and simply stepped up, pressing a kiss to the top of Wolfwood's hair.
"We have spent enough time with the dead and maybe-dead, now, I think." There was no judgment, it was something that needed to be done, and there was a solemnity to his words, rather than impatience.
"Come, let us rejoin the world of the living. There must be something only we can do, here. Let us find out what it is? And find everyone that we need to find, too."
There were things that needed to be set to rights, here. In Vash's mind, reuniting Wolfwood with his Vash was among them, but it was a list, and he was certain that would only grow longer.