[It isn't too far of a walk, at least. A walk that said critter spends staring at Livio. Her head lolls side to side from time to time, rolling at uncanny and eerie angles, just for the fun of it. She's absolutely sizing Livio up, thank you. If Vash could be bold enough to try and peek under her disguise, then whatever actually managed to frighten him was probably a big deal.
In any case, she scuttles around to Vash's lap as he settles onto a bench. He allows a hand to drop, patting at where her "back" might be, going strictly based off the disguise.]
Don't let her fool you. She's a real spitfire. [Naturally, he sounds distracted as he speaks.]
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In any case, she scuttles around to Vash's lap as he settles onto a bench. He allows a hand to drop, patting at where her "back" might be, going strictly based off the disguise.]
Don't let her fool you. She's a real spitfire. [Naturally, he sounds distracted as he speaks.]
You got one too, didn't you?