[Vash's hands go limp the moment Wolfwood's fingers brush over them. He lets him pry one hand away, and only then does he tighten his fingers around him. For once, he doesn't care that it's his corrupted hand, the one that he's been so afraid might harm Wolfwood. He squeezes tight, almost as if afraid that the other man might simply drift away.]
Nick -
[All at once, it's too much to bear. He feels those calluses against his skin, stares at the stubble of his face and realizes just how much he's going to lose. He's wept for hours over the lives in JuLai, but somehow this single life felt like it would be the death of him.]
You don't - I-I mean it's not just -
[He can't figure out the words. Even if he could, the lump in his throat is making it too hard to speak. Instead, he uses the hand he has a hold of currently to pull Wolfwood forward. Maybe it's too far, too fast, but he doesn't care. He wraps his arms tight around the man, burying his face against his shoulder. He re-memorizes the smell of tobacco against the fabric of his clothes as he tries and fails to will himself not to begin weeping.]
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Nick -
[All at once, it's too much to bear. He feels those calluses against his skin, stares at the stubble of his face and realizes just how much he's going to lose. He's wept for hours over the lives in JuLai, but somehow this single life felt like it would be the death of him.]
You don't - I-I mean it's not just -
[He can't figure out the words. Even if he could, the lump in his throat is making it too hard to speak. Instead, he uses the hand he has a hold of currently to pull Wolfwood forward. Maybe it's too far, too fast, but he doesn't care. He wraps his arms tight around the man, burying his face against his shoulder. He re-memorizes the smell of tobacco against the fabric of his clothes as he tries and fails to will himself not to begin weeping.]
've been... such an idiot.