[flapjack coos as vash delivers upon the promised scritches. then, sorry, vash, but it's back to his witch! if it's any consolation, hunter smiles just a little as he allows flap to settle into his scraggly hair like some sort of bird's nest.]

I went through an unstable Portal. [said matter-of-fact like it's the most obvious and reasonable explanation in the world. though he pauses and frowns again, now far more unsure than irritated.] Uh... You haven't seen any witches a little younger than me come through here, have you? Or a human girl?