"From black, obviously... I hope it doesn't stay that way after this curse or whatever ends..." He said in that way he only could do, without any emotion that would show he was in fact joking and whispered the last part more to himself that to Vash. The bike looked... ridiculous, yet it was still his, one of the odd links he had to his world, he wasn't about to let it go even if it was pink.
He gave a skeptical yet not critical look to the man when as he seemed to be finding his words. It was more like a Nahhh... really? look, and his lips curved dimly as Vash gave him those big eyes like if he was waiting something from him, he knew those eyes, Aerith used them on him every single time she wanted something from him, and hell, they worked on him every time.
He didn't give any answer but walked away from Vash into the store, expecting for the other to follow. They were there, even if he wasn't sure what for, so, why not explore a bit?