The last thing he was expecting was for Vash to lash out, for massive thorns to shoot out, straight through his body, drawing a gasping, garbled scream from his throat as he felt his entire body seize up, lightning jolting through his mind and blanking every thought in his head until he collapsed and tried to make his body work well enough to scramble away.

What the fuck? What the actual HOLY FUCK?

Vash, it's me, stop, Vash, holy shit, what the fuck!

He stumbled to his feet, focusing all of his energy on manifesting in front of him from a distance, his arms held up placatingly. He's not armed, he's not a threat, it's just Wolfwood! Screw trying not to upset him, there was something seriously messed up with this one, he'd rather upset him and get him to calm the fuck down than be a good, polite, quiet spirit like he always was!