Can he do what he needs in ten, fifteen minutes? While his brother is up here in his tight shirt, working hard, getting sweaty. Then he'd probably need to come in and take a shower. Getting wet and cl--Oh.

Suddenly Vash feels wet in a way he's not use to feeling. He certainly hasn't cum, but his half finished bits seem to be awake in ways he hasn't really experienced before. He tries to keep his face neutral and tries to hide his embarrassment from his brother.

"Yeah?" He clears his throat. "I mean, if you're sure? Take your time. Best to make sure the job is done right and not rushed, right?" Yet he's suddenly moving really quickly. Hurrying to get off the roof as fast as he can without being too obvious that he's trying to rush. He needs to get off this roof now.