"I think Wolfwood's mad at me." Vash mumbles into your neck as he hugs you from behind, crawling under the covers to join you just as he returns from a mission.

He smells of sandalwood, and the faintest tinge of the sun clinging to him. You wonder where Wolfwood is--wondering how upset he must feel with another failed success.

Once reassuring that you'll talk to the latter, you find Wolfwood leaning against the wall by the porch, his eyes falling onto you.

"Sweetheart." He greets.