[Wolfwood's words are what draw him away from the near mournful pets he gives Angelina. He adores her, of course. Leaving her is like leaving his flesh and blood behind. But she's Wolfwood's baby first, and this is just... one of those necessary things.
He straightens up, turning to Wolfwood. He tries his best to offer a reassuring smile. And despite the subject, it seems... real?]
I promise I'll do my best.
[He knows his best is the bare minimum, but... He still means it. Gnosis had already given him a thorough talking to. This sort of thing had to stop. The last thing he wants is to add to the already compounded grief, too.
Without lingering too long, Vash gathers up his stuff. It's just his beach clothes and his jacket. He does have half of a mind to leave it to Wolfwood but... that seems cruel to the both of them. He shoulders it on, while the rest of his items are tucked under an arm.]
I won't be far.
[It's a quiet way of saying that he won't be running off again. He'll find a cabana if he can, and if not he'll grab a tent and camp on the beach. He'll take care of himself.
But... beyond that, he doesn't say anything. As much as he wants to say "I love you," it feels wrong. It feels like something he doesn't deserve. Wolfwood asked for the break, so Vash won't push his luck. He just opens the door and... gives a little wave.]
I'll see you soon.
[He doesn't smile. He doesn't try to hide his grief beyond swallowing any additional tears.]
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He straightens up, turning to Wolfwood. He tries his best to offer a reassuring smile. And despite the subject, it seems... real?]
I promise I'll do my best.
[He knows his best is the bare minimum, but... He still means it. Gnosis had already given him a thorough talking to. This sort of thing had to stop. The last thing he wants is to add to the already compounded grief, too.
Without lingering too long, Vash gathers up his stuff. It's just his beach clothes and his jacket. He does have half of a mind to leave it to Wolfwood but... that seems cruel to the both of them. He shoulders it on, while the rest of his items are tucked under an arm.]
I won't be far.
[It's a quiet way of saying that he won't be running off again. He'll find a cabana if he can, and if not he'll grab a tent and camp on the beach. He'll take care of himself.
But... beyond that, he doesn't say anything. As much as he wants to say "I love you," it feels wrong. It feels like something he doesn't deserve. Wolfwood asked for the break, so Vash won't push his luck. He just opens the door and... gives a little wave.]
I'll see you soon.
[He doesn't smile. He doesn't try to hide his grief beyond swallowing any additional tears.]