[Oh no...the tousle is sweet, and it makes Basil giggle, his whiskers twitching. He doesn't have hair anymore, so sometimes he worries about how uncomfortable his scales must feel...but at the very least, the ones that slope down his head and back are soft enough. They're not meant to be actual armor after all; more like an extension of his body than anything.]
Do you really mean that?
[He did that? He was able to encourage someone as optimistic as Vash?
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Do you really mean that?
[He did that? He was able to encourage someone as optimistic as Vash?
It makes Basil...happy, knowing that.]