Vanitas cocks his head, his brow pinching quizzically. He has no frame of reference for this sort of thing, so can't understand why Quentin would be apologizing to begin with. Beyond the fact he is wrong, but it's still confusing. Nobody else has ever tried to apologize for fitting him into a box he just wasn't made for.

He watches Quentin for a long moment, and that curious expression remains on his face the entire time.

"You're really weird," He finally settles on, after failing to come up with any other response. Even stranger is that he feels almost settled by the apology, like some invisible wall he'd started to erect has eroded, just a little.