[The laugh makes him beam. It doesn't take Minotaur hearing to note the nerves there. Though it's his own turn to huff a soft little nervous laugh to being called beautiful, his cheeks turning redder, and his lower hands smoothing down his clothes a little. At least until Vash sits and takes them, Pure Vanilla folding his fingers in with Vash's gently.

The hand on his face makes him smile and he leans into it a little, tilting his head to rest it there. It makes him sigh softly, the touch soft and warm.

His smile is a little shy.]

I did... I hope you don't mind I didn't discuss it with you before hand. I wished it to be a surprise, but I understand it might be a little forward of me.

[The vibrations his antennae can pick up is amazing in the way it adds a sense of vision, and he can't stop himself from leaning in a little closer, his antennae wiggling a little as they test the proverbial air.]