[It's certainly more than he would ever expect Livio to have to deal with. It's why he'd said he shouldn't have to shoulder this burden because it really is Wolfwood's mess to deal with. He and Vash are idiots who don't know how to communicate their feelings, resulting in this mess. And unfortunately for everyone involved, Wolfwood never had the chance to mature into an adult who even knows how to.

Livio is trying. He is trying so fucking hard and Wolfwood knows that. It really means a lot that he is.]

I... [Again, he sags. And again, his gaze slowly slides up to meet Livio's, looking more like an accosted child right now than an adult.] All I can think about is how much I want him to hurt as much as I am.

[This isn't something Vash can just keep jerking him around on, nor is it something he could just walk back into Wolfwood's space and apologize, thinking it's going to be immediately okay after. Not this time.

But that wasn't what Livio asked.

Do you want to try salvaging it?]

...I dunno what I want. I thought...I wanted that. Whatever that was making me feel. Like I was...real. And wanted.

But maybe it was just the alcohol. I don't actually know anymore.

[Maybe, because they never really TALKED about it so much as Vash said "you don't want to do that, goodbye"]