[On this planet, he doesn't expect anyone to get any of his references. An obscure book from an obscure era from a nearly forgotten planet? But he knows, and that was enough to please him. A thousand enemies, indeed.]

I like to think I am, but I'm biased in my favor.

[Now that's a lie, a little tiny one, most people didn't tolerate his company well so he takes what he can get. And right now, this isn't hostile! And it's with ... a brother, he supposed, so even better. One who seemed like he might need a friend, or at least an ear. What plant needed so many defenses, in a town just for plants?

On the other hand, they all had a thousand enemies. And if they were ever caught, they'd be killed.. this might be a last refuge for this Vash.]

Why not? I can probably dig up some juice or something if you'd prefer.