[What Vash maybe doesn't realize is that he's putting the onus on Wolfwood a lot, here, in that he has to be the one to say "stay". Stay, even if the walls he keeps throwing up seem to want otherwise.
He looks down at the bottle he's still holding, about a third of it gone now from the two of them drinking it straight. He thinks back to the other night in the snow, when Vash cried at him to not force him to make the choice to push Wolfwood away, and in that moment, he'd refused.
Here he is again. Having Wolfwood to be the one to say "go", because he's the one who does that. It's easier, right?
Wolfwood takes a deep breath, then exhales heavily.]
Don't. Last thing you need to be doing now is going back out there.
[He doesn't bring up the fact Vash could just go to his own room, of course. It's easier to assume he'd go right back into the lobby where tensions are more than lightly still high.]
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He looks down at the bottle he's still holding, about a third of it gone now from the two of them drinking it straight. He thinks back to the other night in the snow, when Vash cried at him to not force him to make the choice to push Wolfwood away, and in that moment, he'd refused.
Here he is again. Having Wolfwood to be the one to say "go", because he's the one who does that. It's easier, right?
Wolfwood takes a deep breath, then exhales heavily.]
Don't. Last thing you need to be doing now is going back out there.
[He doesn't bring up the fact Vash could just go to his own room, of course. It's easier to assume he'd go right back into the lobby where tensions are more than lightly still high.]