[Like Pure Vanilla, Vash also startles. His wings briefly go out wide, potentially whacking against the minotaur's arm but thankfully avoiding the rest of his companion's body. Once his gaze settles on Lavender, once he's approsied himself of the situation, they do settle once more, but it'll take some time before his heartbeat settles.]

Aw, I apologize for distracting him so much, Lavender! I hate missing meals too!

[His laugh is warm, if still a bit pitched up at the edges thanks to his giddiness. Nevertheless, he does take a reluctant step back from Pure Vanilla, allowing him some space. The hand on Pure Vanilla's lingers, though, gently coaxing his companion's limb back downward. He twines their fingers together one last time, before giving his hand a squeeze.]

I should probably get back, anyway. [He wants to say that he shouldn't overstay his welcome, but he's almost certain how that reply will be received.] I don't want to disrupt any routines the two of you have.

[Why does he feel so reluctant to go, though? There's almost a sense of disappointment welling up in his chest. He doesn't begrudge the little creature for his needs, but perhaps if he just had a few more seconds -

The thought is pushed down just as quickly as it came on. He'll examine it later, once he has a clear head. For now, he releases Pure Vanilla's hand and takes a step back.]

I really appreciate it. Everything, I mean. It was nice. And dancing was - [He clears his throat.] I had a good time. And I'd love to do it again.