Vanitas scooches over like, a mere inch, but that is basically about a cat liking you being like being elected president in terms of Ventus sitting on the bed prospects. There's probably enough space if you let your legs dangle off the side, Ventus. You may sit on the bed... ONCE.
Vanitas also makes a show of leaning closer to duly inspected the aforementioned scrape before leaning back and up with a smug look and sick pride. "Try broken ribs." Ha. Take that Ventus, he wins. Vanitas. Vanitas your competitive streak. At least he thinks his ribs are broken, it's not like he can look inside and check, but they sure feel like it. The learning injury thing passes without comment. Yep, that sure sounds like something Eraqus would say.
Vanitas then starts wracking his brain to try and remember if they ever went to a beach, when they were whole. He gets... the weird impression of a lighthouse, and a sunrise? There's a faint worry to the memory, but no fear - as soon as he finds it it slips away again through mental fingers to an equally mental snarl and buries his face in the bed. "Doubt it," he says into the mattress extremely muffledly, which handily covers both the idea of having been at the beach and the dream meaning anything. After all Vanitas's dreams of drowning sure don't mean anything right? :' )
He slides his head across the mattress to look at Ventus again. His eyes are narrowed. "Did Terra teach you?"
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Date: 2020-08-31 08:59 am (UTC)Vanitas also makes a show of leaning closer to duly inspected the aforementioned scrape before leaning back and up with a smug look and sick pride. "Try broken ribs." Ha. Take that Ventus, he wins. Vanitas. Vanitas your competitive streak. At least he thinks his ribs are broken, it's not like he can look inside and check, but they sure feel like it. The learning injury thing passes without comment. Yep, that sure sounds like something Eraqus would say.
Vanitas then starts wracking his brain to try and remember if they ever went to a beach, when they were whole. He gets... the weird impression of a lighthouse, and a sunrise? There's a faint worry to the memory, but no fear - as soon as he finds it it slips away again through mental fingers to an equally mental snarl and buries his face in the bed. "Doubt it," he says into the mattress extremely muffledly, which handily covers both the idea of having been at the beach and the dream meaning anything. After all Vanitas's dreams of drowning sure don't mean anything right? :' )
He slides his head across the mattress to look at Ventus again. His eyes are narrowed. "Did Terra teach you?"