[In one moment, Vash is the closest to blissful he's been since arriving here. In the next, he's tumbling to the side as Pure Vanilla's weight lifts up. He just barely avoids faceplanting into the couch, squinting through the orange tint of his glasses to find where his companion has gotten off to. He only just catches sight of the minotaur before the door closes.]
Wait - huh?
[He waits there, stock still, for a moment, trying to piece together what's just happened. His head admittedly feels a bit foggy from the last, quick gulp of booze. Were they really planning on dancing, right here and now? Vash is already wincing at the coming bruises. It's a small miracle that Pure Vanilla has no toes to be stepped on.
In any case, Vash had been told to take his jacket off, right? He gets to sliding it off, carefully folding it up. He's still in the process of gingerly tucking it into place when Pure Vanilla returns. While the minotaur fusses with the music, Vash works on rolling up his sleeves as best as he can.
He already feels warm enough as it is.]
Are you sure about this? I don't want anyone to come running if one of us falls over!
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Wait - huh?
[He waits there, stock still, for a moment, trying to piece together what's just happened. His head admittedly feels a bit foggy from the last, quick gulp of booze. Were they really planning on dancing, right here and now? Vash is already wincing at the coming bruises. It's a small miracle that Pure Vanilla has no toes to be stepped on.
In any case, Vash had been told to take his jacket off, right? He gets to sliding it off, carefully folding it up. He's still in the process of gingerly tucking it into place when Pure Vanilla returns. While the minotaur fusses with the music, Vash works on rolling up his sleeves as best as he can.
He already feels warm enough as it is.]
Are you sure about this? I don't want anyone to come running if one of us falls over!