[The fact that he goes for a second bite is a victory enough for Vash. He's beaming as he watches, own body practically wiggling with his excitement. It only grows when Pure Vanilla actually speaks his thoughts. The grin that splits across his face might have looked painful, if not for the fact that the mirth twinkles within his eyes.]
Right! They're so different, but they balance each other out!
[With his own curiosity satisfied, Vash digs into his own little Pickle Split, chewing with a close-lipped smile as he goes. At least he isn't making a mess.]
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Right! They're so different, but they balance each other out!
[With his own curiosity satisfied, Vash digs into his own little Pickle Split, chewing with a close-lipped smile as he goes. At least he isn't making a mess.]