[The man seems startled by Knives's reaction to something he felt was perfectly normal. Vash wastes no time putting his own hand on Knives wrists. Squeezing much like Knives was doing to his possible victim.] Knives, stop! It's fine!

[By then the man has had time to recover a bit more and narrows his eyes at Knives.] I suggest you listen to your brother. Or am I going to have to report the both of you?

[Vash wants to scream at the idiot not to make this situation worse, but he knows doing that won't help.] Our stop is next anyway, Knives. It's. Fine.

[Their stop was not the next stop.]