[Vash just sort of watches this whole exchange play out without really being able to get a word in, but it's probably for the best. His arm needs to function as an arm, nothing more, nothing less. Vash will leave the shooting capabilities to his actual gun, which stays strapped to his hip at all times anyway. He feels a little bad though, if Eve hadn't stepped in Vash probably would have just let Add tinker with his arm...but he's off within moments, leaving just the two of them as Eve apologizes in his stead, earning a shake of the head from Vash.]

No...it's alright. He reminds me of someone, actually.

[Bradd. He's 100% Bradd, back when Bradd was a younger man and didn't trust him at all, yet was the top technological mind of Ship Three. He came around eventually, despite his prickliness, and now is the one Vash has to thank for having this arm in the first place. He cares deep down, even if he's a little brusque about showing it.]

I wouldn't have minded letting him look at it more, if he wanted...