[Vash’s hands stay limp at his side - only move just slightly closer to the gun hidden in his coat. Don’t be fooled he can draw faster than someone can blink and right now he’d like to try to end this without fighting. He moves forward slightly - out of what he believes is the rang those swords can swing but trying to make himself the closest target. He laughs nervously.] Hey now! Careful! Those things look sharp!!
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