Vash. [His words come out quick. Not sharp, but urgent. There's distance in nicknames, and he doesn't want to feel that distance right now.] My name. Please.
[In any case, it's an easy enough explanation, and one Vash is mostly willing to accept. Yet the fact that Wolfwood seems so angry at Vash for even asking... Should he feel guilty for assuming the worst?
Or maybe he should simply... explain.]
I don't know what to believe, Nick. I know you wouldn't try to hurt me. And I'm wiling to accept that you were trying to protect me but... [He chews on the inside of his cheek.] Now it leaves room for doubt, right? How much else are you going to hide to protect me?
I want to believe you wouldn't do that. I want to move on and be okay. But like I said. I just don't know anymore. So I have to ask.
[With that out of the way, though.]
I put a lot of pressure on you. And I can't imagine what it was like to be in your position. So if you say it wasn't on purpose, I'm willing to believe that.
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[In any case, it's an easy enough explanation, and one Vash is mostly willing to accept. Yet the fact that Wolfwood seems so angry at Vash for even asking... Should he feel guilty for assuming the worst?
Or maybe he should simply... explain.]
I don't know what to believe, Nick. I know you wouldn't try to hurt me. And I'm wiling to accept that you were trying to protect me but... [He chews on the inside of his cheek.] Now it leaves room for doubt, right? How much else are you going to hide to protect me?
I want to believe you wouldn't do that. I want to move on and be okay. But like I said. I just don't know anymore. So I have to ask.
[With that out of the way, though.]
I put a lot of pressure on you. And I can't imagine what it was like to be in your position. So if you say it wasn't on purpose, I'm willing to believe that.