[The only major downside to their lodgings is the fact they don't have a bathtub. Vash would love it if Ain could take a bath like a bird proper...but he supposes this will suffice for the time being. He smiles a bit when he sees Ain step out, then rapidly turns red because oh god he didn't get dressed first-]
A-ah, okay! Just give me a moment...
[He didn't fully unpack their duffel, because that would be counter-productive in case they do need to make another quick escape. He did remove the duvet and sheets they stole however, as well as the only other pair of clothing he also has. He...ah, yes, he sees now, Ain's clothing is in here too...
WELL. He will take a moment while sitting on the edge of the bed to actually take his jacket and undershirt off right there, stripping down to just his pants so that it's easier for him to remove the prosthetic. The arm itself hooks into a bracket fitted over the stump of his shoulder, which he removes first and lays down on the bed before unclipping both the bracket and sling that keeps it connected to his body. It's actually probably the first time Ain has seen him without it entirely, much less the many scars his body is littered with. From there he'll push himself up to his feet with a groan under his breath, right hand pulling through his hair again as he trundles past Ain.
He will pause on the way, though, and press his lips to the bird's temple, because it seems like the right thing to do since Ain was so kind as to kiss him earlier. It's like returning a hug.]
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A-ah, okay! Just give me a moment...
[He didn't fully unpack their duffel, because that would be counter-productive in case they do need to make another quick escape. He did remove the duvet and sheets they stole however, as well as the only other pair of clothing he also has. He...ah, yes, he sees now, Ain's clothing is in here too...
WELL. He will take a moment while sitting on the edge of the bed to actually take his jacket and undershirt off right there, stripping down to just his pants so that it's easier for him to remove the prosthetic. The arm itself hooks into a bracket fitted over the stump of his shoulder, which he removes first and lays down on the bed before unclipping both the bracket and sling that keeps it connected to his body. It's actually probably the first time Ain has seen him without it entirely, much less the many scars his body is littered with. From there he'll push himself up to his feet with a groan under his breath, right hand pulling through his hair again as he trundles past Ain.
He will pause on the way, though, and press his lips to the bird's temple, because it seems like the right thing to do since Ain was so kind as to kiss him earlier. It's like returning a hug.]