On the verge of a rut, Wolfwood attempts to leave. Vash makes an offer.
âLet me help you,â Vash says as Wolfwood stares, cigarette dangling from his mouth.
Theyâre in the courtyard of the motel theyâve sequestered rooms in, and Wolfwood had been on the way out. Vash had caught him and cornered him, and had blurted it out without further thought.
âHelp me with what?â Wolfwoodâs brows pinch, and Vash scratches the side of his head sheepishly.
âYâknowâŚâ Vash says, and gestures towards the general area of Wolfwoodâs lower half. âYâknow. As friends. Let me be your partner.â
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