[ If Wolfwood understood what Vash was talking about, he might say something like: if the reason you make music is that you want to make people happy, then making music that makes people happy is putting yourself out there regardless of what kind of music you're making. Unfortunately, due to a combination of knowing nothing about how making music works and being too charmed by Vash and too relieved that his dark secret of being an old Vash fan seems to have charmed Vash in turn rather than putting Vash off, Wolfwood thinks Vash is talking about the disguise. He snorts a little laugh, and reaches to tuck a stray strand of blond hair up under the dark beanie. ]

You're puttin' something out there, at least.

[ A pause as he surveys their handiwork. This close up even through the shades Vash's eyes actually seem bigger without all that hair distracting from them, but once you get past that it's something almost verging on edgy. ]

Not bad. A septum ring'd really make the look. Better not push our luck with a trip to a piercing studio, though.