[It's relieving to hear Wolfwood say as much. His response to the rejection, callous of a word though it might be, had been at the forefront of Vash's mind. He doesn't want to see Nick brought down by virtue of him being finicky. Besides, it isn't like he hasn't loved every other second of their evening together. There's just something about this.
The sigh Vash offers up is bone deep and weary, but he doesn't argue. In fact, he gives a small bob of the head, before glancing up at Wolfwood through his lashes.]
Promise you aren't upset? It really wasn't you -
[The hot water is already doing wonders, rinsing away the sour feelings clinging to his skin. So, too, is Wolfwood's embrace. His voice. Where that grit had only just been getting a rise out of him, it's now the perfect salve for his aches.]
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The sigh Vash offers up is bone deep and weary, but he doesn't argue. In fact, he gives a small bob of the head, before glancing up at Wolfwood through his lashes.]
Promise you aren't upset? It really wasn't you -
[The hot water is already doing wonders, rinsing away the sour feelings clinging to his skin. So, too, is Wolfwood's embrace. His voice. Where that grit had only just been getting a rise out of him, it's now the perfect salve for his aches.]