[ Vanitas grins, then, but there's no joy in it. It's mean and hungry, and he shoves her back away from him. She's small, and he's stronger than he looks. When he gets the space, he takes another step toward her grave again— taunting her. ]
I don't think you're trying very hard, Mary. I thought you wanted to stop me from seeing what's in here?
[ He raises his hand and points at the memorial. It would be easy to knock her out, but he wants to know, now— will she really try and hurt him? Or maybe she doesn't have the stomach, despite that manic look on her face? ]
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[ Vanitas grins, then, but there's no joy in it. It's mean and hungry, and he shoves her back away from him. She's small, and he's stronger than he looks. When he gets the space, he takes another step toward her grave again— taunting her. ]
I don't think you're trying very hard, Mary. I thought you wanted to stop me from seeing what's in here?
[ He raises his hand and points at the memorial. It would be easy to knock her out, but he wants to know, now— will she really try and hurt him? Or maybe she doesn't have the stomach, despite that manic look on her face? ]