"Yeah." Vash answers meekly. Rubbing at his eyes while he tries to get control over his breathing again. He laughs a little. Trying to go for humerus, but with the way his breath is still stuttering it comes out sounding more bitter than silly. "Here I was." He sniffs. "Staying here. To make you feel secure." This time the laugh does sound like it contains at least a little amusement to it. "S-some help I was, huh?"