[Vash knows, probably better than most, what it looks like to fake a smile. Right now, though, he's not going to say anything. Pure Vanilla has earned respite, and if that looks like a pasted on smile and a distraction, then it will be granted. Of course, that doesn't keep Vash from giving his hand a squeeze along the way. Sure, he's earned a break, but he's also earned the reminder that, when he's ready, this hand wills till be there.]

I don't think it'll be strange at all.

[That said, when he tries to take it with his single remaining hand, well... Yeah that isn't happening. He juts his lip out in a frown as some of the pieces threaten to slough off.]

'Course, I might just have to look at it for awhile! Admire the beauty and all that! You don't see much like this, you know?