[Right for the trouble spot, it would seem. Vash opens his mouth to explain, but nothing comes out. He tries, for a split second, to put on a brave face. Maybe it's the mutual tears in Livio's eyes. Maybe it's just his own grief rising up. But for whatever reason, he can't put a cap on his despair any longer.
He leans heavily against Livio's shoulder, face turned against his skin. He doesn't say anything, but it won't be hard to tell what's happening. The warm moisture dampening Livio's arm is evidence enough of what Vash is going through, even if he won't speak it out loud.]
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Date: 2024-07-01 04:31 am (UTC)He leans heavily against Livio's shoulder, face turned against his skin. He doesn't say anything, but it won't be hard to tell what's happening. The warm moisture dampening Livio's arm is evidence enough of what Vash is going through, even if he won't speak it out loud.]