[But the way Wolfwood says that doesn't sound all that happy. Still conflicted, to be sure.]
But either something happened between us fighting him and now, or... [He grits his teeth, shaking his head.] I don't know. He's different.
But it's still him.
[Wolfwood sinks back further against the wall, because now it's his turn to withdraw. There is a part of him still clinging to this story, desperate to keep it untainted and divorced from its reality, but at the same time...without context, Vash is going to be even more lost and confused about it than Wolfwood.
And, thus far, Vash has more reason to know than anybody else. It also helps that he's a couple swigs into the whiskey...]
You...really don't know what he is to me, you know.
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Wolfwood huffs, looking pensive.]
...yeah. It's Livio.
[But the way Wolfwood says that doesn't sound all that happy. Still conflicted, to be sure.]
But either something happened between us fighting him and now, or... [He grits his teeth, shaking his head.] I don't know. He's different.
But it's still him.
[Wolfwood sinks back further against the wall, because now it's his turn to withdraw. There is a part of him still clinging to this story, desperate to keep it untainted and divorced from its reality, but at the same time...without context, Vash is going to be even more lost and confused about it than Wolfwood.
And, thus far, Vash has more reason to know than anybody else. It also helps that he's a couple swigs into the whiskey...]
You...really don't know what he is to me, you know.