[ Vash saw what Wolfwood was like on the sand steamer. He knows that if it comes to protecting the kids from the orphanage, there is no length he wouldn't go to. And while he has only seen him with Zazzie outside of that context, he is confident. And if he knew what Wolfwood was thinking right now...

He would be sad, but not shocked. Not disappointed. Vash himself hopes that the Independents would find a way to keep the children safe from the damage that their sole present parent could, and probably would, do to them.

And the number of children is staggering. Vash's stomach is heaving, and he does his best to ignore it. ]

People are not dogs, nor any other kind of animal, just as the bulbed sisters are not, they are each their own person. [ Quiet but still firm. ] And their wills are their own. I do not command them, nor do I expect obedience. I can ask. They can choose to do or not. Or to tell me to fuck off. [ Oh, look, he said the word again. ] I'm glad that you are going to a place where you won't have a reason to think those around you inferior.

[ It'll be good for the other Vash, he thinks, whether he could recognize that or not. ]

And yes, they have agreed to take you in.