[Well, he's searching those wide, blue eyes, and there's a moment that seems to stretch between them- it's a very unintentionally dramatic moment, like to a bystander it probably looks like they're about to swear a vow or something, but Sylvain's just oblivious to that. If they were outside, this would probably be the point in which there's a dramatic breeze.
How often do people get stuck in random clothes? [To that. They're moving on to that because there's an implication and that implication isn't Vash and his fashion choices, it's the fact that they all can end up trapped in wedding dresses.]
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They're not, but after a moment-]
You know what? I'll take it.
[Good fucking enough (for now), they're moving on.]
How often do people get stuck in random clothes? [To that. They're moving on to that because there's an implication and that implication isn't Vash and his fashion choices, it's the fact that they all can end up trapped in wedding dresses.]