Riku looks at him and Vanitas' mouth curls. It would look like a smile, if there weren't so many teeth, but maybe that's par for the course. Even with Elden there, acting as a metaphorical and physical barrier between them, Vanitas can't help the burn in his blood that hungers for more. The sheer nature of his being, thriving off all that negative emotion.
But then, maybe it's also because this is just all he knows.
"Coward," He snarls, teeth bloody, as Riku puts space between them— but their fight, at least for now, isn't going anywhere. Vanitas isn't interested in going toe-to-toe with a Keyblade Wielder and another denizen of Light, especially injured as he is. And maybe, some deeper part of him, shies away from the effect Elden's power has over him.
He sneers at Elden, but doesn't bother trying to argue the point. This guy doesn't know anything about him, and just because Vanitas owes him his life doesn't mean he's going to treat him any differently. A vindictive part of him wants to say I should have let you die out there, but he swallows it in favor of pushing passed him; violently knocking their shoulders together as he makes his way for the stairs.
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But then, maybe it's also because this is just all he knows.
"Coward," He snarls, teeth bloody, as Riku puts space between them— but their fight, at least for now, isn't going anywhere. Vanitas isn't interested in going toe-to-toe with a Keyblade Wielder and another denizen of Light, especially injured as he is. And maybe, some deeper part of him, shies away from the effect Elden's power has over him.
He sneers at Elden, but doesn't bother trying to argue the point. This guy doesn't know anything about him, and just because Vanitas owes him his life doesn't mean he's going to treat him any differently. A vindictive part of him wants to say I should have let you die out there, but he swallows it in favor of pushing passed him; violently knocking their shoulders together as he makes his way for the stairs.