[ that particular drunken remark earns gintoki a short laugh. ]

Surprised you could smell me through those toxic alcoholic fumes. And puke.

[ aaaa at this point can gintoki be classified as a biohazard? maybe, right? but wolfwood's dropping his cigarette and crushing it under his shoe out of consideration for this particularly belligerent, sad, lonely man. ]

Must be hard, huh. Now no one here needs yer lookin' after.

[ possibly. but he gets it. he does. he thinks of hopeland all the time. he sighs, and puts a hand on his shoulder.]

C'mon. Get in. I'll get ya some water.