Good. The two of us would have to come after your ass otherwise.

[Like, whether or not Vash fully realizes it, he's cemented himself as a fixture for both of them at this point. No getting around that.

The kiss prompts a slight smile from him, a little bit sad in its own right, as he leans their heads together again.]

I doubt you're feelin' a whole lot better, but. I hope you are, just a little.