[ if hiyori was not extremely yatosexual and didn't see vash as like a brother-figure...

(OH???? gossip time.)

hiyori follows his gaze out into the blaring sun and red dunes, lifting a hand to her brow to shade her eyes. ]

Oh, the! Your reporter friend. [ did she get meryl's name, I THINK SO. i say she did. but she has the mental image of vash and wolfwood leaning on each other, taking their zzz's and smiles a bit brighter while grabbing his offered hand. ]

No way. You two were definitely on guard duty.

[ it's then that hiyori starts to feel extremely guilty for - not quite avoiding but definitely not reaching out to her friends for a while. things have been busy, sure, except it's now more important than ever to spend time with people she cares about. so many have left before she could say goodbye. wriothesley, elysium, ishmael - ]

Sure. [ though she doesn't need it, she takes the boost onto her trusty steed and grips the reins. ]

Vash, I... s-speaking of Yato, have you talked to him lately?