[He can't see the motion, but the pew-pew makes him smile and he can imagine a distraction, pausing in his sip of his tea so he doesn't laugh into it towards how exuberant Vash is.]

Ah! That's quick thinking, and a brilliant strategy! Minimizing the amount of physical damage done, while providing additional cover!

[And maybe he will keep the 'sweet' pizza of his homeworld to himself. Jellybeans with cream cheese, after all... He's quiet, respectful, as he listens to Vash describe his world. A large desert planet?]

It sounds quite like the Sugarfree Road. Dry and hot, a desert of reds and oranges, barren but beautiful with its twisting cliffs. There are a few villages out there, waypoints for Pilgrims, and each one is as hospitable as the next.

[His voice is wistful as he speaks, and he leans back into teh couch, his arm pressed against Vashs, their hands still clasped between them. He sips at his tea, before smiling against the porcelain cup.]

This world must be quite a surprise for you.