Vash returned a lopsided smile, his eyes still a little round behind his glasses.

"There will be options. We'll figure out how to find people to provide it. Here, have some water first, you'll need all the liquids you can take. But.. small sips."

After handing the youth the canteen, open so he wouldn't have to worry about it with one hand only, Vash reluctantly, finally, let go, moving away to meet the newcomer.

Sorry, Vash, the energy boost and probably a bit of the pain easing was going to reduce as he stepped away to meet the - young woman, it turned out, where the wounded one among them would be out of sight. And close enough out of hearing unless they were yelling, even plant hearing.

And Vash was doing his best to keep everyone calm, so yelling was unlikely. He hoped.

(His gun was ready, always, but it was also always the last resort.)