[Come, enjoy the hair-chair, Vash. Sink into it. Let it give you comfort in this trying time. Tell it your secrets.

Actually don't do that. It won't keep them.]

I mean, I'm less terrified of it and more I hate getting wet. It's gross, and cold and why would anyone wanna do that unless they're wallowing in a bubble bath?

[Hm, he considers for a moment, taking a sip of his drink.]

Though coming from a literal desert hellscape, I can see why the ocean would freak you out. There's a whole lot of it.