[Vash has never felt so worried for and frustrated with someone at the same time. He hates the way Wolfwood drraws in on himself, not just because he knows the man is upset, but because he knows that whatever he's holding in, it's bad. Vash should have known about it sooner.
So why didn't he?
Swallowing hard, Vash rolls over so that he's flat on his back. His hand, notably, doesn't leave Wolfwood's. In fact, he gives it a squeeze, even as he glares hard at the wood on the ceiling above.]
What did Zazie tell you, Nick?
[He's abandoning the narrative here. He knows, and he won't pretend otherwise. Nick deserves to know that he does, so he can approach the conversation properly.]
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So why didn't he?
Swallowing hard, Vash rolls over so that he's flat on his back. His hand, notably, doesn't leave Wolfwood's. In fact, he gives it a squeeze, even as he glares hard at the wood on the ceiling above.]
What did Zazie tell you, Nick?
[He's abandoning the narrative here. He knows, and he won't pretend otherwise. Nick deserves to know that he does, so he can approach the conversation properly.]