[ Catching his lip with a small nip, Vincent hums as he leans back to take a proper look at Vanitas. Head tilting while digging a hand into his hair to push it back, he regards the other with nothing but fondness. ]
You don't like yours. [ More a statement of realization than fact. ] You know, despite how much I detested my own transformations, you embraced them unconditionally. I want you to know how much that meant to me - and that the least I could do now is offer you the same.
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You don't like yours. [ More a statement of realization than fact. ] You know, despite how much I detested my own transformations, you embraced them unconditionally. I want you to know how much that meant to me - and that the least I could do now is offer you the same.