"..." His silence was almost audible, either by the way Vash took to staring at Akito, hands dropped to the sides and a floored expression on his face. "... That's.... all you can remember?" No wonder he was so small -- the Stampede's fingers twitched, half-ready to just grab the kid and drag him off to eat, but that'd ruin his /other/ plan. Which had just been talked about.
"... Aa. Maybe. Would you mind if I did...?" Back to nearly skirting the question, the Stampede almost stammering.