[It's a clear statement. Vash needs to figure out what he did wrong. There's no beating around the bush about it. And yet Vash finds a way to hear it wrong. He doesn't hear use your damn head and apologize for what actually happened, he hears get gone and say gone. Because that's just how his iron-clad skull works.
He doesn't protest as Wolfwood begins to back away. It's hard to say if the full depth of his actions that night have finally sunk in, or if something else is running through his head. Regardless, the fight's gone out of him. The only real movement he offers up is laying his hand against his chest and rubbing at the bruise that will surely form there.]
... Right. [He pushes himself up with his prosthetic. It isn't to follow, only to start to pick up his own pathetic pieces off the ground.] You don't have to worry about that.
[Because of course, that's what he'll focus on. He'll mope around like a kicked puppy instead of actually acknowledging his flaws.]
'm not staying at the inn anymore so -
[That's fine. He pulls himself up. Better get gone, just like he was told.]
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Date: 2023-12-25 08:14 am (UTC)He doesn't protest as Wolfwood begins to back away. It's hard to say if the full depth of his actions that night have finally sunk in, or if something else is running through his head. Regardless, the fight's gone out of him. The only real movement he offers up is laying his hand against his chest and rubbing at the bruise that will surely form there.]
... Right. [He pushes himself up with his prosthetic. It isn't to follow, only to start to pick up his own pathetic pieces off the ground.] You don't have to worry about that.
[Because of course, that's what he'll focus on. He'll mope around like a kicked puppy instead of actually acknowledging his flaws.]
'm not staying at the inn anymore so -
[That's fine. He pulls himself up. Better get gone, just like he was told.]