( He doesn't expect it, even flinches a little when Kabru takes his hand. It's a passing thing, and before the other man can take it for disagreement on Vash's part he drops his free, gloved hand on top, holding on. His smile turns more real, less bravado, genuinely touched, eyes a little wider and rounder, more blue.

He absolutely misses his sunglasses, but there's no real reason to hide this. )

Ah? Me too. Meeting you, that is. I was - I didn't know what I was getting into but it's nice, it's really nice. And I'm Vash, anything you need help with just let me know okay? Especially if you're worried! I might be new but I'm pretty quick at figuring things out!

( He's not too concerned about the thought of Kaiju either way, nor is he about being here without anyone from his world. But if he can make friends then that's all the better. )

So. ( He realises he's still holding on, takes his hands away with a little hiccup of laughter. ) Kabru! What kind of world are you from? Is it like here?