[The familiar burn of whiskey in his throat as it goes down is a welcome distraction. He could just immediately take the bottle back from Vash once he’s had a swig, but he doesn’t. Without a glass to measure shots with, he knows even he can get shitfaced real quick, and he’d rather take his time if he’s going to be doing that.
He sighs heavily as he looks vaguely towards the door, where the sounds of the others talking and bustling about can still be heard. There’s a lot that’s happened just since the last time he and Vash were alone, not to mention since their arrival. It’d be too much, if Wolfwood weren’t used to that sort of thing by now. It’s just his life, at this point. You expect it.]
Feels like I’ve been dreaming this whole time. Keep thinkin’ I’m gonna wake back up there. Like nothing happened.
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He sighs heavily as he looks vaguely towards the door, where the sounds of the others talking and bustling about can still be heard. There’s a lot that’s happened just since the last time he and Vash were alone, not to mention since their arrival. It’d be too much, if Wolfwood weren’t used to that sort of thing by now. It’s just his life, at this point. You expect it.]
Feels like I’ve been dreaming this whole time. Keep thinkin’ I’m gonna wake back up there. Like nothing happened.