[They're in the same boat, in that regard. Care, attention...genuine affection just for the sake of it. These are all foreign to them. For Ain, it's because he's rarely, if ever, tasted it. For Vash, it's because he had it once, and then lost it. Nowadays, he's learned just how cruel the world can be. How cruel humans can be. Yet, despite it all- despite everything Nai seems to think- Vash just can't believe that humans are all bad. Not when they have a little village like this one, and are thriving by just...existing. Trying to care for and support one another in little ways, as opposed to the alternative of tearing each other down.

Maybe that's naive and idyllic of him, but that's just how Vash chooses to life his life. If he didn't, he may have gone insane a long time ago.]

You know...I've been on this planet for a long time. If I got tired of something, you'd know. Trust me.

[Ain is Vash's favorite thing in the world right now, genuinely. Next to the human race in general, and, like...sweets.

He'll keep gently brushing those feathers down until they're all mostly back into place, shaking his hand as a few of them get stuck to his fingers.]

I thought about going out later and getting you some soup. Could you eat that?