Some days, in the deepest, most secret parts of his heart, he understands completely why Knives did what he did.
It's a relief when Wolfwood goes to comfort Vash, a relief to know these two will have each other to lean on in the months, or even years to come. Who knows where Nico might be, if he's even been brought here? Who knows what's waiting for them in Mesa Probe? They have such a clear bond, such an obvious care for each other... they'll be in good hands.
So when Wolfwood beckons him over, Vash forces his smile even brighter, and shakes his head.
"Three's a crowd, haven't you heard?" If he accepts that invitation, he won't be able to let go. If he walks into that embrace, he's going to kiss Wolfwood until neither of them can breathe, and that'll just make Vash uncomfortable, won't it? He's having a hard enough day as it is, he doesn't need, well. That, right in his face. There's no point in drawing out this goodbye -- they'll see each other again! It'll be okay.
He's almost able to believe it.
"It sounds like you two still have some plans to plan, routes to, uh, route, drinks to drink!" If he heads for the door, will they try to stop him? If so, he might go out the window. He really can't stay. He wants to stay so much his chest hurts from it, but he can't. "Say nice things about me when I'm gone, okay?"
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Some days, in the deepest, most secret parts of his heart, he understands completely why Knives did what he did.
It's a relief when Wolfwood goes to comfort Vash, a relief to know these two will have each other to lean on in the months, or even years to come. Who knows where Nico might be, if he's even been brought here? Who knows what's waiting for them in Mesa Probe? They have such a clear bond, such an obvious care for each other... they'll be in good hands.
So when Wolfwood beckons him over, Vash forces his smile even brighter, and shakes his head.
"Three's a crowd, haven't you heard?" If he accepts that invitation, he won't be able to let go. If he walks into that embrace, he's going to kiss Wolfwood until neither of them can breathe, and that'll just make Vash uncomfortable, won't it? He's having a hard enough day as it is, he doesn't need, well. That, right in his face. There's no point in drawing out this goodbye -- they'll see each other again! It'll be okay.
He's almost able to believe it.
"It sounds like you two still have some plans to plan, routes to, uh, route, drinks to drink!" If he heads for the door, will they try to stop him? If so, he might go out the window. He really can't stay. He wants to stay so much his chest hurts from it, but he can't. "Say nice things about me when I'm gone, okay?"