Pretty sure that's the question I should be asking you.
[ There's a bit of a laugh tangled through his retort, bemused and humored at his own response. This is HIS bathroom, after all. At the same time though, he's lifting a hand up to check the back of Wolfwood's head for any kind of knot or blood or anything really.
There's no blood, at least. Not that he can find through his cursory touch anyway. ]
You almost took out my shower curtain. [ And him, the man himself. There's that laugh again, and Vash sinks back against the cabinets again, not really looking to move either one of them until Wolfwood gets his bearings. ]
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[ There's a bit of a laugh tangled through his retort, bemused and humored at his own response. This is HIS bathroom, after all. At the same time though, he's lifting a hand up to check the back of Wolfwood's head for any kind of knot or blood or anything really.
There's no blood, at least. Not that he can find through his cursory touch anyway. ]
You almost took out my shower curtain. [ And him, the man himself. There's that laugh again, and Vash sinks back against the cabinets again, not really looking to move either one of them until Wolfwood gets his bearings. ]