[ It's enough, and when M.K.'s weight shifts back something seems to uncoil in Vanitas' shoulders too; like in the other guy backing down, Vanitas puts the safety back on, too. He cants his head up, though, and that assessing look is back in his expression.
He doesn't raise his hand to his face, but the black glass that melted away to show his face pulls itself back up untilthe helmet is covering his head again. ]
If we live through this, I'll think about it.
[ But Vanitas seems ready to leave it at that, because he turns away from M.K. and toward the yawning black portal he opens up on his left. He needs to find his group, and running through this mess is going to take too long. Without another word he steps through the corridor and it swallows up shut behind him, preventing anyone from following him. ]
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He doesn't raise his hand to his face, but the black glass that melted away to show his face pulls itself back up untilthe helmet is covering his head again. ]
If we live through this, I'll think about it.
[ But Vanitas seems ready to leave it at that, because he turns away from M.K. and toward the yawning black portal he opens up on his left. He needs to find his group, and running through this mess is going to take too long. Without another word he steps through the corridor and it swallows up shut behind him, preventing anyone from following him. ]