[Ain deeply loves this black hole of a man. He'll share the cookies, there's no way he can eat twelve of the fucking things. When Vash pulls him against his side, Ain makes some little kitten squeak in the back of his throat. He's cute... he's so cute. Fuck.]

I'm still a bit under the weather. I might have eaten too much, actually. [He clonks his head into Vash's shoulder, lazily lifting a wing and draping it over the blonde, where it sags because Ain has no energy to keep it up.] It was good nonetheless, but I'll probably lay back down in a few minutes. I'm sorry... you must be bored, taking care of me.