[He actually looked a bit surprised at the lack of fear or distress in his tone when he reacts, and it was enough to shock him out of the timid glances, the deadly appearance dropping instantly. When he realized that instead of scared, Vash was more disappointed that he wasn't more horrifying, he couldn't stop the little, relieved, maybe slightly-hysterical laugh he gave as he shook his head.]

No, no. No...claws. No monster stuff. Well. Ok, I'll give you the teeth. [He actually pulled his mouth into a wide-open grin, reaching up to pull his lip back so that he could see that he did indeed have strangely large, sharp, fangy teeth for a normal human. Luckily, that had only ever been the single "monstrous" thing about him that people could see from the outside. The rest of it was, unfortunately, all carried internally.] But then I had those since-...well. They didn't happen because I died, let's just say. I bet you got 'em, too, huh? Or...well, maybe you will when you're older? You lost your baby teeth yet? Do plants have baby teeth? I just know big you's got 'em.

[Sorry, bud. All the holes had already closed up by the time he'd passed on, the serum had made sure of that. The damned things had taken their pound of flesh out of his insides, healing up what could be seen on the surface level but stressing his body out far beyond what it was capable of handling. There wouldn't be any smoke coming out of chest-holes for him.]