He doesn't need to keep it, not now that he's seen what's inside. He smirks, turning the opal so that it catches the light of the aurora up above. The eerie green glow makes everything shimmer, makes Vanitas' golden eyes look even stranger.
"Of course," He capitulates so easily, much easier than this ever should have been— but Naminé hasn't interacted with him enough to maybe fully understand that.
He tosses the jewel to her, underhand, making it easy for her to catch.
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"Of course," He capitulates so easily, much easier than this ever should have been— but Naminé hasn't interacted with him enough to maybe fully understand that.
He tosses the jewel to her, underhand, making it easy for her to catch.