( listen, there's no reason at all for her to feel guilty; he's over a century old, and that means he's a grown ass adult β even if he still has some learning to do when it comes to human things, but that's neither here nor there when it really comes down to it. if he decides to take more than one sip of the spicy grape juice before he realizes what it could possibly do to him β¦ that isn't going to be her fault. it's going to be his, and he'll realize it later. potentially when he's nursing a hangover.
( can plants get hangovers? for the sake of narration's penchant for wanting this man to suffer as much as he possibly can β¦ we're going to go with yes. and '98 did it first, so thanks for that, vash. )
he notes that playful smile for exactly what it is, and the one he gives in return is nothing short of a challenge. ) I haven't. Never had a reason to, but that doesn't mean I can't handle it. ( are we sensing some vash-level stubbornness? they are twins, after all.
but no, no. he is absolutely, one hundred percent a lightweight and he's about to find out just how much of a lightweight he actually is. stay tuned for those results, because they're bound to be hilarious.
as if to prove his point, he takes another pointed sip β albeit a small one, so maybe he's proving both of their points without really meaning to. any incapacitation of faculties involves a certain level of vulnerability, to be sure, and they may still be in the beginning stages of getting to know one another, but there is a part of him that doesn't think it would mind being taken care of.
not that he's about to say anything like that out loud! yet. give it time.
he follows her gaze in search of anything worth eating β not just appetizers, but of course it would figure that this one still has picky tendencies. ) I don't think I would be uncomfortable if you were the one looking after meβ ( what was that about not saying anything out loud? sir? good grief.
but hold on. getting distracted here: ) Is there nothing that passes for real food in this place? You'd think it all garbage if you went on presentation alone. ( is this a throwback to vash bringing nothing but junk back to the mushroom house in hopes of feeding him β¦ yes.
this is another reason he's going to end up cooking for you all. )
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( can plants get hangovers? for the sake of narration's penchant for wanting this man to suffer as much as he possibly can β¦ we're going to go with yes.
and '98 did it first, so thanks for that, vash.)he notes that playful smile for exactly what it is, and the one he gives in return is nothing short of a challenge. ) I haven't. Never had a reason to, but that doesn't mean I can't handle it. ( are we sensing some vash-level stubbornness? they are twins, after all.
but no, no. he is absolutely, one hundred percent a lightweight and he's about to find out just how much of a lightweight he actually is. stay tuned for those results, because they're bound to be hilarious.
as if to prove his point, he takes another pointed sip β albeit a small one, so maybe he's proving both of their points without really meaning to. any incapacitation of faculties involves a certain level of vulnerability, to be sure, and they may still be in the beginning stages of getting to know one another, but there is a part of him that doesn't think it would mind being taken care of.
not that he's about to say anything like that out loud! yet. give it time.
he follows her gaze in search of anything worth eating β not just appetizers, but of course it would figure that this one still has picky tendencies. ) I don't think I would be uncomfortable if you were the one looking after meβ ( what was that about not saying anything out loud? sir? good grief.
but hold on. getting distracted here: ) Is there nothing that passes for real food in this place? You'd think it all garbage if you went on presentation alone. ( is this a throwback to vash bringing nothing but junk back to the mushroom house in hopes of feeding him β¦ yes.
this is another reason he's going to end up cooking for you all. )