[livio's smile falters, for a moment.] I don't blame you. Back home... Vash had to hide what he was for his own safety. Lookin' out for yourself ain't a bad thing.

[rather than getting too far into the mere idea of humanity as a whole's penchant for destroying The Other, he leans back in to the fluttery relief of knowing someone shares his affections.]

Y'don't owe me anything, Ain, but if yer offerin', I'd sure be grateful.

-- 'n if it needs t'be said, Nick 'n Vash 'n I agreed we can kiss who we please.