[Their height isn't all that different. What stands out between the two of them is Vash's apparent lithe build compared to Wolfwood's bulk. Not that Vash himself is particularly scrawny, just that his jacket does a halfway decent job of obscuring the more thicker parts. None of that helps their current predicament.
It is... honestly ridiculous, the position they wind up in. Vash can only stare at Wolfwood for a handful of seocnds, his own feet up by his ears, before bursting into laughter. He reaches out, grabbing hold of the other man's arm and giving one sharp pull. With luck, he'll slide right on over without kicking Vash anywhere unmentionable, and get the idea that he's supposed to slide up with his back to the Independent's chest.
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[Their height isn't all that different. What stands out between the two of them is Vash's apparent lithe build compared to Wolfwood's bulk. Not that Vash himself is particularly scrawny, just that his jacket does a halfway decent job of obscuring the more thicker parts. None of that helps their current predicament.
It is... honestly ridiculous, the position they wind up in. Vash can only stare at Wolfwood for a handful of seocnds, his own feet up by his ears, before bursting into laughter. He reaches out, grabbing hold of the other man's arm and giving one sharp pull. With luck, he'll slide right on over without kicking Vash anywhere unmentionable, and get the idea that he's supposed to slide up with his back to the Independent's chest.
Who can say how it actually turns out.]