Glad to hear it. ( well, he's relieved to hear he's not injured. there doesn't seem to be a medical facility in this city which is a little worrying in case someone might need more than basic first aid supplies... as for them mentioning that the other bloodstains aren't even theirs, vash just lets out a bit of a chuckle at that. hey, he's not about to judge, okay? violence might not be his thing, but he gets how it's sometimes necessary. so far, his impression of this fella here is a good one, and it'll likely remain so. he has a tendency to see the best in everyone he meets. )

Are you Dante? ( because that's what he's seeing on his coat. ) I'm Vash the Stampede. You can just call me Vash though. No need for the mouthful. Heh. ( not that dante here's got a mouth, but yanno... anyway, might as well get the introductions in order. ) Looks like we've got something in common already, huh? ( he tugs at his own red coat. it's got a 'project seeds' patch that's visible on the right jacket arm and another on his left chest. )

The red looks good on you. ( thumbs up, buddy. )