[Ah, yeah, the elephant in the room. They've been loud. And like, sure, that happens sometimes — Ain has certainly been places where the neighbours were too loud, like the last town they stayed at where someone down the hall was just a bit too noisy but it was fine because it was less attention on them — but it's way riskier now. Someone's gonna complain, someone's gonna come by soon, and they're gonna see Vash and start firing on him probably.

The thought pisses Ain off, the feathers on his wings puffing out momentarily, but it's not like he can do much about it other than defend Vash and get the hell outta dodge.]

...it's fine, [he says, eventually, but with an unmistakeable frown on his face,] in the next town over, we'll have fun there, right? I'd rather be with you over anything else.

[He untangles himself from Vash then with a little sigh, pulling out so that they can start to clean off and get re-dressed. It would be embarrassing if someone kicked their door in and they were dicks-out.

Ain ties the condom off and throws it into the trashcan next to the bed, and frankly that passive-aggressive part of him hopes that whoever has to clean the place out realises the war crimes that have occurred here and is Horrified with them.]

I'll bring you your clothes from the other room. Oh! And water.

[Enjoy getting to look at his bubble butt as he goes, tailfeathers swinging and wings half-folded. He'll be back in short order with a bundle of clothing, and then he disappears again to fill a canteen with water from the tap — it's not like they have like, glasses or anything — and grab a towel to wipe off with.

Ain is more than happy to clean Vash off, too, after handing him the canteen to drink from. And yes he is singing his little songs the whole time.]