(He's still buzzing from the simulation, still riding a high from yet another battle and another shot of pure energy from these drinks. If he's tired, he doesn't let it show but when Vash collapses next to him, he immediately crouches down to be closer to the ground near him and reaches out to pat him on the head,)
Simulation B
There, there... let it out, let out.
(Pat, pat,)
You can scream, if you want. It works, I promise!