Fuck, he used intermediate and maybe he knows judicial??? Ventus needs to think if he can remember any obscure agricultural lingo that Vanitas absolutely can never have heard of. The idea of just making up a word and pretending it exists does not cross his mind.

"Does too. You can't just send people to jail because you want to. There's like..." Local teen tries to remember how court works. "A jury of your peers. Otherwise you live in...um I can't remember the history, but before everything fell apart there was one."

He is eying the food, but not with as much interest. Eating is one of the first things you stop caring about under stress, and while Ventus will neurotically defend his space and his right to silence, right now the idea of eating just feels like boring nonsense.

"Don't be a...dick." Grimace. "They show how to make shoes at your school."

He had shoes before. Better shoes. Best shoes. They're gone forever, so fuck you, give Ventus yours.