Gray spiky hair, phone, ears ... [ vash ticks them off on his fingers, before grinning brightly down at the other again as though he's got it; reassuring, hopefully! ]

Alright, why don't I keep a lookout, and you pick out what you'd like to eat? Anything takes your fancy - in fact, I'm pretty hungry too, so we can share!!!

[ that's just his way of trying to distract the other from all the sudden changes, really - not to mention the possibility of them never finding his friends. ]