[ The 'flirting' makes Vash's face scrunch up in disgust, spine stiffening. No playful smack or half-hidden smiles, no hint of ruddiness or fake-embarrassed squeak - just outright revulsion at the very idea. As if the shower stain in a dilapidated bathroom had come up to a person and hit on them.

Then it says things like 'caring' about him, and something about a mom. Vash didn't have a mom, it was always him and Nai against the world. Whatever this ghost was trying to do, all it managed was to confuse him. If it had been a physical body, Vash would have slashed it apart long ago so he didn't have to hear anymore bullshit.

When the tone finally changes, it's honestly a relief to hear horror in those words. ]

What? He wouldn't. We've made so many together by now, and the new ones are still growing inside. He wouldn't leave me here to go into some light, so stop lying.

[ Vash needs to find out what the fuck this was all about, and soon. He had heard the sisters, of course. Something about someone turning red... but he wasn't allowed in the plant rooms any more to heal them, so he can't really help. ]