"I am." It's as simple as that. "But not really for myself.

"As for Vash, he's the best there is. He won't shoot to kill, but eventually even he has to protect himself."

He's shaking his head, though, and it isn't Faye he's seeing but a red coat, blond hair, and a wide, wide desert out beyond. "I've never seen anyone so fast. He can dodge bullets. I've seen him change the trajectory of a shot by throwing rocks. I've heard people have missed even after shooting at him at point-blank range."

One hand lifts from his pocket, and he closes his eyes in lazy resignation. "Even I missed. But we were on the same side, so I guess that's probably for the best."

It's an amusing thought--can he help it if he laughs a little at the idea of fighting on the same side as Vash the Stampede?

"I guess not many of your bounties come very close to any of that, huh?"