"Oh," says Vanitas. "That." He looks down at his chest and then at the indicated nasty bed and floor, dark stains visible on both. He refuses to show or admit that he interpreted wrong; the tone and hand wave is dismissive. "Yeah, Aqua could fix that, I guess." She often does - not just the wounds, she fusses about the space, tidying until he can't stand it and snaps at her, and then she just gets that sad expression. He's still not making any great effort to go get her, or at least that's not why he's levering himself to standing again.
"So maybe you'll actually listen and not be thrown out a window," Vanitas continues. "What? If you're not going to leave, I am. Because you? Help me? With what, cocoa and Eraqus? You're not helping anything at all." And in a way, he's almost disappointed by that fact for all there's a touch of the lie to it. Is this... him? What he was like, a little? Pitying, and so, so, infuriatingly clueless? And he is not going to pass out, thank you. He's leaning against this wall while he waits for the lights to stop entirely because he wants to.
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Date: 2020-09-06 06:56 am (UTC)"Oh," says Vanitas. "That." He looks down at his chest and then at the indicated nasty bed and floor, dark stains visible on both. He refuses to show or admit that he interpreted wrong; the tone and hand wave is dismissive. "Yeah, Aqua could fix that, I guess." She often does - not just the wounds, she fusses about the space, tidying until he can't stand it and snaps at her, and then she just gets that sad expression. He's still not making any great effort to go get her, or at least that's not why he's levering himself to standing again.
"So maybe you'll actually listen and not be thrown out a window," Vanitas continues. "What? If you're not going to leave, I am. Because you? Help me? With what, cocoa and Eraqus? You're not helping anything at all." And in a way, he's almost disappointed by that fact for all there's a touch of the lie to it. Is this... him? What he was like, a little? Pitying, and so, so, infuriatingly clueless? And he is not going to pass out, thank you. He's leaning against this wall while he waits for the lights to stop entirely because he wants to.