( He leans his skull against the headrest, eyeing Bakugo out of the corner of his eye. He's a nice kid, a good one. Every time he gets cranky he just further solidifies his place on Vash's mental list of people to look out for. )

Ripcord pecs? Oh, I get it. Everyone has a nickname.

( Mentally rifling. )

Okay, no. I don't know that one. But nobody's taken their shirt off around me lately.