[ It gives Vanitas a fierce stab of self satisfaction to hear that. He remembers how lost and confused he'd felt in the beginning, not know who or what he was, or why he existed. But these days, he knows— and this man, older than him in ways that Vanitas gets the impression he can't understand, doesn't. But even so, disappointment swiftly follow. It isn't compassion, or camaraderie, but more the sense of a lost opportunity.
Regardless, he's easily distracted by the observation, by the attention being redirected to Vanitas himself. Instead of getting defensive, something in his expression lights up, wicked and gleeful. ]
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Regardless, he's easily distracted by the observation, by the attention being redirected to Vanitas himself. Instead of getting defensive, something in his expression lights up, wicked and gleeful. ]
Very good. You're smarter than you look.