[ Keep moving forward. Of course. The warmth of Wolfwood's breath on his neck makes the hair there stand on end, sending a shiver up over his scalp. When the touch lands on his collar bone he physically shivers, but instead of pulling away he draws in, one remaining arm holding onto Wolfwood tight, like he's becoming some kind of human lifeline.
Keep moving forward. Maybe he could try that. It's what he's been doing here, maybe, a little since returning. Even before Wolfwood got here, he'd had a handful of people checking on him, helping him. Lioriley had even trimmed his hair back the way that felt right. He exhales a breath that lands against Wolfwood's neck as he turns to bury his nose against the skin there. He smells like tobacco, a familiar scent that Vash finds a little soothing.
Or perhaps it's the warmth he feels so drawn to. He's tired, more tired than maybe he should, being what he is, but his arm feels heavy and he leans his weight into Wolfwood without really fully meaning to. He hums out a response to what's been said, perhaps a little too late, but at least he remembered.
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Date: 2023-11-07 04:25 am (UTC)Keep moving forward. Maybe he could try that. It's what he's been doing here, maybe, a little since returning. Even before Wolfwood got here, he'd had a handful of people checking on him, helping him. Lioriley had even trimmed his hair back the way that felt right. He exhales a breath that lands against Wolfwood's neck as he turns to bury his nose against the skin there. He smells like tobacco, a familiar scent that Vash finds a little soothing.
Or perhaps it's the warmth he feels so drawn to. He's tired, more tired than maybe he should, being what he is, but his arm feels heavy and he leans his weight into Wolfwood without really fully meaning to. He hums out a response to what's been said, perhaps a little too late, but at least he remembered.
Keep moving forward. Okay. ]
I'll try. Since you asked. I'll try, for you.