( wolfwood hears him before he sees him, and he doesn't turn around, even if hearing the way he steps closer makes him relax. he's fine, then; not limping, nothing. when he feels the familiar press of his chin on his shoulder, he shifts and nuzzles him briefly.
two fish, on two plates, nicely grilled and ready to eat. )
( oh, well — vash isn't the only one to hear that. wolfwood turns, amused, and more than a little roused by that hand. )
Hey.
( he comes over with the plates this time, stepping up behind him and setting both down on either side of the man, his free arm sliding around his waist. )
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two fish, on two plates, nicely grilled and ready to eat. )
Let me guess, you haven't had much to eat today.
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Yeah, can't remember when I ate today. Probably this morning. C'mon let's eat.
[ He backs away from Wolfwood after sliding a hand down his back. He turns on his heel then and starts clearing off space on the tiny little table. ]
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Hey.
( he comes over with the plates this time, stepping up behind him and setting both down on either side of the man, his free arm sliding around his waist. )
Can't just tease me like that and walk away.
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[ That gets a laugh out of him, even as he turns back to look at Wolfwood over his shoulder. ]
That wasn't what I meant to do. I'm sorry.
[ The way he's grinning says otherwise, but he settles an arm over the one around his waist anyway. ]
I'll make it up to you.