[oh... liv's brows turn up as vash explains. for a moment, his eyes shine with moisture, as if he might be tearing up, but he turns his head and manages to blink it away.]

Vash... That's real thoughtful of you.

Y'all have made amends. You're here for 'im now. Ain't that what really matters?

[and in that same vein...]

If you need anything while you're short a hand, let me know, yeah? And... after, too.