[Wolfwood shakes his head a little, leaning forward to place the bowl down on the table between them.]
Nah, that's enough. Probably shouldn't overdo it.
[Even if he's still got the residual munchies, he doesn't trust that the weed is completely out of his system yet, so. It's more than he would have eaten if Vash didn't make him anything, which is nothing.
Anyway back to arguing about his shoes, exCUSE you]
Long socks? In 100 degree weather? You're insane.
[No, Vash is the correct, Wolfwood is the wrong one here. He is gross, his lack of socks is GROSS.]
I guess it makes more sense for the ice. More than the sand, anyway.
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Nah, that's enough. Probably shouldn't overdo it.
[Even if he's still got the residual munchies, he doesn't trust that the weed is completely out of his system yet, so. It's more than he would have eaten if Vash didn't make him anything, which is nothing.
Anyway back to arguing about his shoes, exCUSE you]
Long socks? In 100 degree weather? You're insane.
[No, Vash is the correct, Wolfwood is the wrong one here. He is gross, his lack of socks is GROSS.]
I guess it makes more sense for the ice. More than the sand, anyway.
[Who hurt you why are you so stuck on this-]