[Strange. He watches that careful arrangement of the staff, watches the eye as it shifts, and tucks it away within the back of his mind. It isn't that he hasn't noticed the fact that Pure Vanilla has failed to open his eyes since he first arrived. Rather, he's only just paired these two details together. Beyond a mental note, though, he says and does nothing.
He's seen many strange things in his days, odd powers and abilities that have manifested both in relation to him and beyond. He won't question someone's differences, especially not to their face.
In any case, he's more than distracted by the expression the man now wears. It isn't outright distaste, which he thinks is leagues better than most everyone else that's been shown this particular concoction. He nods a few times, before thinking to correct himself and speak aloud.]
Sweets and... most food, honestly. We had our ways of producing it, but we tried to be as self-sustaining as possible. Sometimes that meant going without the little luxuries. You know how it is! [Despite the subject at hand, Vash's voice remains chipper.]
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He's seen many strange things in his days, odd powers and abilities that have manifested both in relation to him and beyond. He won't question someone's differences, especially not to their face.
In any case, he's more than distracted by the expression the man now wears. It isn't outright distaste, which he thinks is leagues better than most everyone else that's been shown this particular concoction. He nods a few times, before thinking to correct himself and speak aloud.]
Sweets and... most food, honestly. We had our ways of producing it, but we tried to be as self-sustaining as possible. Sometimes that meant going without the little luxuries. You know how it is! [Despite the subject at hand, Vash's voice remains chipper.]
So. What do you think?