[ ... it's been a hundred and fifty years, a lot of things happen. But Vash's smile becomes much easier when thinking about Home as opposed to, well, losing his arm. However connected the two might have been. ]

The coat was a gift! From all of them. Um... at first they. Really didn't know what to make of me. But then one of their Plants was in trouble, and I could help, and then I could help more. It was... really tough on everyone in the beginning, so the thought of losing even a single plant was horrifying. But now Luida is working on flora, and making the planet not ... constantly having to balance survival and exhausting the plants that are out there.

[ Usually out there. Right now, he can't hear them, but that's for later. ]

Um. On that note, I think we should find shelter. The sun's likely to not be. Pleasant.

[ For her. He can handle it if he has to, but he absolutely will not subject her to that. ]