[ He understands that all too well, if because of his own long-lived life with all his best intentions, then because of all the kind people he's seen suffer or perish undeservedly along the way. So Vash takes no offense to the words and seems pretty unfazed. If anything, the almost abrasive way of speaking reminds Vash of his closest lost friend; comfortable and dear in its familiarity. It's exactly the sort of thing Wolfwood would say and it brings a fond, aching pang to his heart. Countless nights spend out in the desert bickering over their ideals have become a thing sorely missed.

Vash tried to do everything right — even if he failed a lot of the time — and his body is littered with too many scars to count, largely inflicted by the humans he did his best to save, as a living testament of what Bigby is saying. (The voice tells him he deserved it. All of it. And maybe Vash believes it, but he has to carry on regardless.)

He hums an affirmative, placing his elbow on his knee to rest his chin on his hand, looking contemplative. ]

That's true, but it's no reason not to try your best and strive for nicer things. It also takes a lot more strength to remain kind in the face of adversity and unfair treatment, don't you think?