[Vash can't help but continue to feel breathless as they lay there, with Ain looking back at him all smiles and trilling happily as if the last few seconds simply didn't happen. He's never seen him get quite like that before...

But it wasn't a bad thing, either. He's certain of that.

After a moment, Vash lays a hand gently between Ain's wings, his palm resting flat there.]

Tha-...that's okay. It doesn't need to be real. It means a lot to me that you wanted to get me something at all.

[Even if Ain had just handed him a bottle cap, he would have been like "wow, thanks!" and would have kept it in his pocket forever. That's just the type of person he is.]

You can decorate me as much as you want.