[You know, most people would say fried cheesecake in any form isn't exactly a suitable breakfast either. These two are walking around just eating desserts straight up, but does Vash care? No. He's lucky to get a meal, so being able to indulge like this is a rarity. They've got the money (ill gotten, but still), so they're going to spend it however they damn well please. At least even in this line, they're able to continue talking without being interrupted by the locals, who are more interested in their own orders than the people around them.

Save for a few youngsters, which Vash notices watching him past their parents' legs. Most notably, they keep sneaking glances at his shiny, blueish-green prosthetic, which he can't exactly blame them for.]

Candy is bad for you, [He corrects, parroting Rem's words.] But it's okay every once in a while.

[Buying and eating as much candy as he could sounds like something he would have done as a kid though, so it makes him crack a smile regardless.

But then the topic rolls around to him, and his childhood, and he realizes...he's never really told Ain much of it at all, if anything. The only reason he knows who Rem is, is because he's had that same recurring nightmare, over and over.]

I was...a handful. [He admits, after taking a sip of his slushie.] I was really curious about pretty much everything. I asked questions all the time...probably too much. And I really loved to eat.

My...brother and I got into fights sometimes too. But we were close.