[Vash hardly knows this girl. He has no reason to mourn for her. But his heart has always bled for strangers, and Nene is no exception. As she fixes him with that heartbroken stare, he feels his own shatter in kind. She looks young, too young to be dealing with this.

She should be smiling. And suddenly, that's the only thing he can think of making happen.]

Well now that doesn't make sense. If I can't trust you, then I can't trust that statement. Which means I can trust you! Sounds like a real big conundrum for my soupy brain! So if it's alright with you, I'm gonna go ahead and trust you anyway, okay?