Vash was easing up, the warmth in the way the other Vash was looking at Wolfwood loosening something in him. Whatever he had found, it had not made his feelings whither in anticipation of what might happen. I can't watch him die again.

That had to be a good sign, right?

He was starting to properly relax, lulled in the hold between, them, when Vash mentioned the location and he just tripped over his own feet, holding on tighter against them, instinctively.

He didn't say a word, he did not hang limply on their shoulders, but the tension had returned.

And so had some of the mental screaming, even though he tried to stifle it.

Rem was near JuLai. His brain circled that fact over, and over, and over again, refusing to process it. Wolfwood's words flooded over him, and there was comfort in his reaction, but it was currently reaching though to him slowly, sluggishly.

In the end, he manages a small response of his own. Almost just a sound.

"Oh."