[livio can't tell how long it's been since wolfwood and vash's... most recent disagreement. hours, at the very least. long enough for him to regain some strength in his heavy limbs, and to realign with his own body, rather than feeling like he's sitting a few inches to the side. he couldn't possibly guess whether he's aided by the healing rain left in the wake of the serpent's flight. if it weren't for one of his partners being upset and missing, he might be more fascinated by it. unfortunately, bringing vash home safely beats out indulging in the first rain livio has ever felt, magic or otherwise.
not having anything to go off of besides the barriers they physically can't cross, once he's up to it, he sets to walking up and down the beach in a bid to find vash. he's aware that with the wings, vash could likely fly out onto some small island or another out in the water, but seeing as livio can't swim... he just has to hope he'll run into the plant somewhere.]
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not having anything to go off of besides the barriers they physically can't cross, once he's up to it, he sets to walking up and down the beach in a bid to find vash. he's aware that with the wings, vash could likely fly out onto some small island or another out in the water, but seeing as livio can't swim... he just has to hope he'll run into the plant somewhere.]