[ Apparently his attempts to make language like the Greeters is not going over too well. Is he really going to have to do this? Learn how to express himself in a totally new way? Vash feels a twinge of displacement somewhere in his chest. He is a talker. A loud, bombastic guy. But he's willing to chalk that feeling up to the shell shock he was feeling right now. He isn't really sure what is happening, or why he's here. But he can play along in the mean time.
His smile falters for just a brief moment before he takes out this curious crystal looking thing. He doubts even Earth's lost technology was this advanced. It was odd how such a marvelous little device even ended up in this shabby worn down place. Carefully he types out with his one hand. ]
You look like you could use a friendly face!
[ Or maybe it is him that needs that reassurance. ]
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His smile falters for just a brief moment before he takes out this curious crystal looking thing. He doubts even Earth's lost technology was this advanced. It was odd how such a marvelous little device even ended up in this shabby worn down place. Carefully he types out with his one hand. ]
You look like you could use a friendly face!
[ Or maybe it is him that needs that reassurance. ]