[the groan he lets out is meant to be comical, because he already knows he'd probably fork over the seven bucks or whatever the fuck rip off the dilapidated starbucks up the street is charging for some sugary monstrosity. especially if it makes vash light up like that, looking less scared than he has the entire time he's known him. he looks good with a little spark in his eyes, and even though the clothes are too big and the food is too inadequate and the coffee too bitter, it's a hell of a lot better than when he first stumbled onto the church steps.
it should be more alarming than it is to hear him say he doesn't know what money looks like - because how fucking long has he been held in some freak's basement or stowed away from the real world? this could be really bad, but all he can do right now is worry about getting him a good night's sleep and some real food. baby steps.]
No need to force it. I've got someone I can ring up tomorrow morning - make sure you're not more banged up than either of us can see. But if you do remember anything, let me know, okay?
[the possibility of a head injury is still weighing on him, but he seems coherent enough and there's nothing wrong with his eyes or crusted blood on his head where he'd easily be able to see it.
vash seems adamant about walking on his own, but to be honest he's not feeling great about the possibility of having all his handiwork fucked up immediately and he's also not sure he can trust how steady he'll be on his feet seeing as he could barely stand about thirty minutes ago. still, he finds his own lips twitching upward in what is almost the return of that smile, eyes flicking down to the way delicate fingers pick at his shirt before sweeping back up to the warmth on his cheeks and the way it stops right underneath that beauty mark by his eye.]
Uh huh.
[it's said absently, before he steps forward and opens his arms again.]
Thank me later. Think it's better for you to just let me handle this part for now. At least until I can get you some real shoes.
[he feels a little ridiculous standing there, looking like he's trying for a hug when he just wants vash to situate himself enough that he can lift him up again.]
And what'd I say about all that? I'm just - doing what anyone ought to.
[even if they don't around here. even if he's not a good person underneath it all.]
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it should be more alarming than it is to hear him say he doesn't know what money looks like - because how fucking long has he been held in some freak's basement or stowed away from the real world? this could be really bad, but all he can do right now is worry about getting him a good night's sleep and some real food. baby steps.]
No need to force it. I've got someone I can ring up tomorrow morning - make sure you're not more banged up than either of us can see. But if you do remember anything, let me know, okay?
[the possibility of a head injury is still weighing on him, but he seems coherent enough and there's nothing wrong with his eyes or crusted blood on his head where he'd easily be able to see it.
vash seems adamant about walking on his own, but to be honest he's not feeling great about the possibility of having all his handiwork fucked up immediately and he's also not sure he can trust how steady he'll be on his feet seeing as he could barely stand about thirty minutes ago. still, he finds his own lips twitching upward in what is almost the return of that smile, eyes flicking down to the way delicate fingers pick at his shirt before sweeping back up to the warmth on his cheeks and the way it stops right underneath that beauty mark by his eye.]
Uh huh.
[it's said absently, before he steps forward and opens his arms again.]
Thank me later. Think it's better for you to just let me handle this part for now. At least until I can get you some real shoes.
[he feels a little ridiculous standing there, looking like he's trying for a hug when he just wants vash to situate himself enough that he can lift him up again.]
And what'd I say about all that? I'm just - doing what anyone ought to.
[even if they don't around here. even if he's not a good person underneath it all.]