[ the silence hangs heavy, saying far more than any words can. it's good that he chooses not to acknowledge it, doesn't dig his fingers into a wound still raw and weeping. he feels naked almost without it, vulnerable in a way that sets the hair on the back of his neck up, that makes his skin itch. he manages the feeling for the most part, finds ways to distract his mind from the ever-present lack of something.
he almost pulls one of his hands out to strike vash again at the promise, hollow words grating at his already frayed nerves. idiot. he shakes his head instead, sparing a short glance at the garden before returning to vash, questions trying to desperately form on his tongue.
what happened? are you okay? it wasn't just a j─ ]
I don't look like I'm about a shrivel up and die! [ he does pull a hand from his pocket, fishing around the pocket of his jacket for something. he pulls out a sandwich he had swiped a few seconds later, roughly shoving it at vash's chest. ] You haven't been eating again, haven't you?!
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he almost pulls one of his hands out to strike vash again at the promise, hollow words grating at his already frayed nerves. idiot. he shakes his head instead, sparing a short glance at the garden before returning to vash, questions trying to desperately form on his tongue.
what happened? are you okay? it wasn't just a j─ ]
I don't look like I'm about a shrivel up and die! [ he does pull a hand from his pocket, fishing around the pocket of his jacket for something. he pulls out a sandwich he had swiped a few seconds later, roughly shoving it at vash's chest. ] You haven't been eating again, haven't you?!