I'm not a hobo! [Vash pouts, but doesn't fight when his partner in crime is stolen away. Suddenly deciding following that up with an: I'm an outlaw really wouldn't be any better.]

And I'm sorry if I take the effort in the morning to style myself to look good and you're lazy about it!

[Oh god. Don't make Noah grow up calling him hobo!] A-Ahh! No, Noah! Vash. Not Hobo. Vash!