[ It was a shitty thing to joke about, yeah. Somebody with better people skills might call Saverem out for the comment, or tell him to leave, or lighten the mood and tease him for making awful jokes.

Wolfwood doesn't know how to do any of those things. ]

I didn't because a bunch of people stopped me.

[ He's not meeting those bright blue eyes, sorry. In fact, he's turning his back, to lean against the barrier and address the rest of his comments into the empty space of his cell, where Vash can't see his face. ]

Don't get it twisted. I wanted to kill Drake. Still do, for the record.

[ Because it'd be a mercy. Because he's incubating something that could kill all of them. Because so long as the captain lives, they're stuck with a reduced crew and no help coming. ]

The why doesn't matter. Dead's dead.