A truck sounds like overcompensating. [ Vash quips back, and then rolls his eyes slightly as his other self tries to break the tension with his comment. Still, the other Vash has a point and he doesn't like the idea of some random person rooting around in his gate. Independent or not. Nobody else had the right to touch his gate, the most inner part of him. The idea felt disgusting, violating.

He needs Nai here. ]

You said there were other versions of him here. I'll just find one and have him do it.

[ His icy blue eyes turn to look in the direction of the ghost's voice, and then he (slowly, telegraphing his movements) sits up better again. ] I'm sure you would love to know details, but I'm not interested in sharing every secret. Ask him. [ Vash gestures to his copy. ] Why don't you tell the dogs how very not human we are?