#and it works bc... well judging by when i set this meryl is about to be abducted and traumatized shortly

[markcampbells]

"I can survive a few missed meals easy. You can't. You're human, for one thing, and you're damn small. Know we're tight on cash, but I did the owner a favor. We'll eat free. Get the hell up and come with me." Following the latest injured-Vash crisis, Wolfwood makes Meryl wind down and eat, and Meryl learns the surprising reason he caught on to her foregoing food to care for Vash and Milly.

content warnings: Assorted mentions of Meryl having a pattern of disordered eating and other unhealthy habits the others help her manage. Two brief mentions of sexual harassment.

Hello, friends! New, vaguely TriMax-canon compliant fic be upon ye. The bulk of this one is Stryfewood developing friendship/character study, with platonic Polygun flavoring (shorter Vash & Meryl and Meryl & Milly scenes and overall reflection on the nature of all their relationships). I have an agenda and it is "Meryl and Wolfwood grate like sandpaper but they also understand each other way better than either of them wants to think."