[ The other is definitely winning some points with Bigby here. It's not often that he runs into compassion. Maybe he runs into it a little bit more in this place than he ever did back home - but he knows that people bothering to say something kind in situations like these isn't necessarily the default. Far from it.

So the other bothering to say something nice about Vash, despite not knowing him, is.. a little nice. It won't bring Vash back, but Bigby hopes that maybe he can still hear it somehow, somewhere up or out there.

Bigby slowly inhales when the other man makes that suggestion, casting his gaze over in his direction. There's a slight moment of thought, but.. ]

.. nah. I know I'll be able to remember him just fine in my memories.

[ It's way closer to how death works for Bigby, given that he's actually a wolf. If someone dies, then.. you remember them by memories, not by stuff. It feels like too human a thing to really consider right now. ]

But if you were looking for-- for stuff, or clues, we could take a look together. I did this shit back home for a living. [ Maybe.. a little bit vague on what exactly said 'shit' is, but it's not Bigby trying to hide something as much as he's just not being very elaborate in the face of the grief he's still dealing with.

(He totally means 'murder investigations' though..) ]