"And that's where the real funny comes in. " He mused aloud. Obviously being taunting, but it was good natured enough. He wasn't the type to be vicious or cruel. "Really? I can have all I want? I think I could get comfortable here. " He nodded twice to confirm and beamed. "Honestly for me, demons are kind of a nice change. I mean not nice as in yay demons. But you know, yay not having to constantly keep moving from city to city. It gets really tiring after a while, and if it were up to me I'd just like to live a quiet life for a little bit. " He admitted more then he usually did.
He was talking more then he had in almost a week though, he was still judging humans. Sizing them up properly. "It's all right. It's got it's problems too though, where I'm from is a place called Gunsmoke. " Honestly he wasn't all that offended by Vi and her interrogation. To her introduction he just smirked more. "You want my name? Some people call me Vash the Stampede. And then there are those who know me as.." He took a deep breath and side eyed the cat, who side-eyed him back. "Valetinez Alkalanela Zeehok Sushira Boheres Gombigonela Blue Stradavari Tralentent Pierre Andre Charlatenhemost I'vanovitchi Baldos George Doitzel Kaiser III...don't hesitate to call. " He winked at her and turned back to his sandwich. Finishing up it's preparation and taking a large bite out of the thing.
"He's got you fooled big time. "His voice was cheerful, and the way he told her the second name was just so far out there that obviously it was something he'd made up in his head. "Competitions for food? I like it. " He turned back to her with half a sandwich on a plate. "Want some, it's really good. I promise. "