Vash listened to Ba’al’s description of his title with interest. It wasn’t often that he met someone so much more powerful than himself - even if Ba’al’s power seemed to be merely political rather than physical. He was of course wary of someone that powerful, though, knowing how dangerous someone with that kind of ability can be, but he also didn’t want to assume that he was potentially evil just because of that power. Doing so would be rather hypocritical of him. 

As they walked, they soon came across the hotel Oasis, and it seemed pretty clear that getting in wouldn’t be too easy. Vash didn’t come across this kind of security often, and even when he did, there were usually people around to outsmart. Such was typically his approach to such challenges. But here, there wasn’t anyone to sneak past when a door opened, or even anyone to scare off by shouting his own name. His hand brushing against the holster hidden under his jacket, though, he did come up with an idea. 

“Do you think those locks would break if we shot them?” he suggested. “Like, with a gun?” He made a gun shape with his hands. [i]…Wait. People here know what guns are, right?![/i] He could only hope so. Otherwise he wasn’t sure he’d be able to understand [i]anything[/i] going on in this place.