[Wolfwood "doesn't notice" the scraps being dropped, conveniently. At least Angelina can't get fat on bits of carrot, they're a good treat for her provided she doesn't eat a ton. He'll just busy himself with the base, grabbing whatever small array of spices they've collected to use. He's not used to having this much variety to cook with, and with soups being one of his go-to meals around a campfire (other than just cooking meat and eating it and nothing else), he's pretty sure he could just as easily do this by himself in his sleep. It's nice to be able to cook together though, and pretend things are normal for a change.
So when Vash speaks up, Wolfwood gives a distracted little hum of acknowledgement before teasingly responding.]
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So when Vash speaks up, Wolfwood gives a distracted little hum of acknowledgement before teasingly responding.]
That's a first.