Vanitas spreads his arms, palms out on either side. "Sure was! Did none of them tell you what I am?" Ventus had said he'd wanted to know who Vanitas was. How much did they tell him? Vanitas already knew he was some shameful secret, hidden away, swept under the rug, so why is it like a reopened wound now? Course it's not safe, Ventus, he's not safe, he's never safe.
"What, you need to what? Run back to Eraqus? To your friends? They wouldn't care though. They're not going to protect you. They'll just stand by and watch it happen because they don't care what happens to you, they'll just lock you away after and pretend everything's fine!" He's been stepping closer as he's been saying this, face locked in a rictus grin and his voice drops low with vehemence. "You're the one who came to me." If anyone was tricking anyone here, then you played yourself.
"my mother told me I was a monster. she was right of course but it still hurt"
"What, you need to what? Run back to Eraqus? To your friends? They wouldn't care though. They're not going to protect you. They'll just stand by and watch it happen because they don't care what happens to you, they'll just lock you away after and pretend everything's fine!" He's been stepping closer as he's been saying this, face locked in a rictus grin and his voice drops low with vehemence. "You're the one who came to me." If anyone was tricking anyone here, then you played yourself.