[Boy it sure would be nice if Vash knew Portugese...but at least he's pretty sure(???) this guy isn't insulting him in another language...honestly, he seems like the type of guy to just say that normally if he really wanted to.

At that, Vash rubs the back of his neck nervously, his hair flopping forward along with his ears as he ducks his head slightly.]

I guess so, yeah!

[Vash, who never asked for this life, constantly living on the edge because he has no other choice, someone please help him-]

Well, it's...it's a bit of a long story, actually...

[He straightens back up with a slow exhale, looking up at the clouds that he wasn't even sure he'd ever get to see again, before today.]

Bad luck kindof follows me around. And when you couple that with being an exotic...

[He gestures with his good hand in a sort of "you know" kind of way.]