It was not during the work day, but after, when Vash was coming out of the cafe that he could finally spot the small dark-haired figure again, leaning against the wall next to the exit in a slouch that might be painfully familiar, albeit without the cigarette or sun shades.

When the man notices him, he just gets a glance up. At least Nicholas looks a lot calmer and less... underfed.

"Val? You doin' alright?"