[Vash has no idea of knowing how unfair it is. if he knew Livio had simply switched off, he might have pulled back. Hell, he might have thrown hismelf straight into the ocean for it all.


But instead, he weeps like a child against him. All the grief he was afraid of letting spill in front of Wolfwood, not out of a desire to hide it but a fear of guilting him, comes out like a tidal wave. He doesn't make a noise, but his body trembles with the force of it. So powerful is the burst that he clings to Livio's shirt, fingers balled into the fabric as if it were the only thing keeping him connected to the planet.

He doesn't know how long he cries for. Eventually he runs out of tears and simply remains there. He clings, because he knows after this there will be a line in the sand. Livio and Wolfwood went hand in hand. He wouldn't get between them. Even still, he does eventually lean back. He stares up at Livio, puffy face, water eyes, the whole mess.]

I... tried. I told him the truth. How I was feeling, all that. I told him I felt like I couldn't trust him anymore. He said he'd still do it all over again.

We aren't on the same wavelength, he said. So...

[Livio can probably put the pieces together.]