[It knocks the wind right out of him. Not the response itself - if something terrible did happen before he ended up in the ocean, that's exactly the kind of dodge Vash would use to avoid talking about it. (The kind Wolfwood would use, too.) Not even the depression that's clearly weighing Vash down as much as the seawater is his hair. That's a bad sign, but it's something Wolfwood has seen before, and he can guess at a multitude of possible reasons for it this time.
But just puzzlement? No shouting or tears or what have you? Wolfwood stands there as seconds tick by, still pointing but with the indignation on his face replaced by his own puzzlement.
His hand drops.] ...Did you...forget?
[Maybe he did go and defeat Knives, and then forgot everything, like he had forgotten what happened in July. It's probably kinder to him than carrying more and more memories of people who've been lost.
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But just puzzlement? No shouting or tears or what have you? Wolfwood stands there as seconds tick by, still pointing but with the indignation on his face replaced by his own puzzlement.
His hand drops.] ...Did you...forget?
[Maybe he did go and defeat Knives, and then forgot everything, like he had forgotten what happened in July. It's probably kinder to him than carrying more and more memories of people who've been lost.
...But Vash never wanted to forget anyone.]