Vash was woken up in the middle of the night by the sound of glass shattering in the apartment above his. Unsure of what he heard, he did not act upon it until he heard the sound of someone crying.

With worry plaguing his mind, he took the elevator up to the second floor and made his way down the hall to the apartment above his. Knocking on the door, he was met with the sight of you, sweater zipped up to your chin and a tense look on your face. Vash asked you about the noises he heard.

I think your ears are playing tricks on you... Thanks for caring sir that's nice of you, but I have to go back in. Wish I could tell you about the noises, but I didn't hear a thing. It must have been the wind. She said before she closed the door again, leaving Vash perplexed and worried.