[Well, if Vash won't hug him, then Ain sure will. He just needs a moment — just needs to breathe Vash in and cling to him and remind himself that they're here now, they're fine, Vash doesn't want to run off just because Ain has Illegal Magic and Lots Of It. Ain can't explain the feral, clawing sensation in his chest right now, but it's there and it's louder than anything else he's ever felt.
So he clings, because it's all he knows how to do, and it'll be a couple slow minutes before he bothers to let go. If he doesn't have Vash, he thinks he'll stop breathing, legitimately.]
Let's find somewhere to hunker down, [he murmurs from where his head is squashed against Vash's neck,] and then we can do something... more fun. I don't know what. Just anything.
[Frowning doesn't suit him, no, but he's sad and anxious and all he really wants to do is curl up on Vash and go back to sleep like they were earlier.]
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So he clings, because it's all he knows how to do, and it'll be a couple slow minutes before he bothers to let go. If he doesn't have Vash, he thinks he'll stop breathing, legitimately.]
Let's find somewhere to hunker down, [he murmurs from where his head is squashed against Vash's neck,] and then we can do something... more fun. I don't know what. Just anything.
[Frowning doesn't suit him, no, but he's sad and anxious and all he really wants to do is curl up on Vash and go back to sleep like they were earlier.]