...yeah. Yeah, you're right. That kind of thing isn't just one-way. We'll figure it out.
[He has to keep that faith, otherwise he'll crumble. Even if they were to take out Patho-Gen, being stuck here, like this, would only serve to deteriorate his mental health bit by bit. He wouldn't last. He'd probably go out of his way to use his grimoire, advancing his mark, until Noé was forced to kill him. That would be preferable to living as a monster. Or so he feels.
For now, though, he accepts the affection gratefully, if somewhat sheepishly. It might be okay, but it's still awkward on several levels for Vanitas. Not just because it's Noé, the person he knows best here, but because the guy is just so damn enthusiastic about it. It's overwhelming sometimes. Not in a bad way, though. Like too much of a favorite food, almost. So he continues holding onto him, letting his eyes close a bit. Savoring the contact.]
[Noé gives a small hum of agreement. It might take time, given so many of them have been here for months at this point. But he's sure eventually they would figure it out. He doesn't want to consider the alternative, of Vanitas suffering here. For all that they had made friends they wouldn't have otherwise met back home. He can't allow Vanitas to stay here any longer than necessary when the risk of being tortured by Patho-Gen is there.
Still, he's oblivious to the other's train of thought regarding his request that Noé be the one to kill him. More focused on the moment, celebrating Vanitas's birthday, even in a place such as this. At least, he's fairly sure it is. The date seems to line up as far as he can tell, anyway. He nuzzles in against Vanitas before shifting just slightly enough to press his lips to Vanitas's gently. He just wants to show affection, to show Vanitas that he's loved on his special day.]
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[He has to keep that faith, otherwise he'll crumble. Even if they were to take out Patho-Gen, being stuck here, like this, would only serve to deteriorate his mental health bit by bit. He wouldn't last. He'd probably go out of his way to use his grimoire, advancing his mark, until Noé was forced to kill him. That would be preferable to living as a monster. Or so he feels.
For now, though, he accepts the affection gratefully, if somewhat sheepishly. It might be okay, but it's still awkward on several levels for Vanitas. Not just because it's Noé, the person he knows best here, but because the guy is just so damn enthusiastic about it. It's overwhelming sometimes. Not in a bad way, though. Like too much of a favorite food, almost. So he continues holding onto him, letting his eyes close a bit. Savoring the contact.]
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Still, he's oblivious to the other's train of thought regarding his request that Noé be the one to kill him. More focused on the moment, celebrating Vanitas's birthday, even in a place such as this. At least, he's fairly sure it is. The date seems to line up as far as he can tell, anyway. He nuzzles in against Vanitas before shifting just slightly enough to press his lips to Vanitas's gently. He just wants to show affection, to show Vanitas that he's loved on his special day.]