[Vash is inclined to agree, usually. In fact, despite the late hour, his own gun is presently strapped to his thigh. It becomes that much more obvious as he lifts his arms high above his head, nervously tittering all the while.]

I'm sorry, I'm sorry! But you asked so sincerely, I had to give you an honest answer! [He tilts his head, hair sweeping over his face and into his eyes. He tries to fix her with the most puppy dog face imaginable.]

And it was! All of it. I have a bit of a bounty back home, it's true, but not all of it was my fault! I just want to live a life of love and peace, I promise!