He jolts at the feel of her arms around him, almost wanting to fight her off, but then the warmth of her her embrace comes through, and he realizes just how good it feels to be held in such a way again. Like he hasn't since he killed Luna. It leaves him trembling both from nerves and enjoyment.
He doesn't expect her to fulfill that request for him, doesn't want to place that burden on her. Not when she's already had to carry the weight of so many lives with her.
He would just be happy to see her smiling face before he dies, honestly. That would help bring him some measure of peace.]
[ jeanne mutters his name into his shoulder and closes her eyes. it would be hard but, yes, she could entrust that heavy burden with him. just as she confided vanitas' safety while she saved lady dominique.
what worries her is if noé has killed anybody at all. he would be weighted with the guilt of killing someone he treausured. like she did for chloé for so long.
if she's unfortunate enough (and she just might be) to be around when vanitas dies, then... she holds him to her closer, burying how close she is to tears into his neck. ]
[It's a concern they both have, not only for Noé, but for Vanitas himself. If Noé can't manage it, then it might fall to Jeanne, and she may be unable to bring herself to do the job of ending his life. What then? Will he become a mindless monster? Or a malnomen himself like Queen Faustina?
It's a fate he doesn't want to think about, becoming something that would hurt others to such a degree. He has to believe that between his two dear friends, they could get the job done.
He sighs in relief at her words, hugging her back and nuzzling against the crook of her neck.]
...thank you.
honestly should've saved this convo for game but HHH THEy
[ if it ends up being her, she will just have to tell herself (over and over and over and over) it's what vanitas wants. even if it's not what she wants. unlike with chloé, she won't hesitate. she won't make the same mistakes. she won't let vanitas become the monster.
just as he wouldn't allow it of her.
it's his gratitude that makes the tears spill over and her bottom lip to quiver. for her to hold him to near painful levels, sorry. squeeeeeeeze.
she lets go soon enough, reaching up to wipe at her face. what depressing talk when they were on the course to have sex. ]
... Huh? Where is Noé? [ ... ] I-I-I didn't even check to make sure he wasn't in the room before I - I - ! AUGH.
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BETTER THAN A SPORTBRA??
He jolts at the feel of her arms around him, almost wanting to fight her off, but then the warmth of her her embrace comes through, and he realizes just how good it feels to be held in such a way again. Like he hasn't since he killed Luna. It leaves him trembling both from nerves and enjoyment.
He doesn't expect her to fulfill that request for him, doesn't want to place that burden on her. Not when she's already had to carry the weight of so many lives with her.
He would just be happy to see her smiling face before he dies, honestly. That would help bring him some measure of peace.]
...probably Noé, if I'm lucky.
NO THOSE ARE USEFUL
[ jeanne mutters his name into his shoulder and closes her eyes. it would be hard but, yes, she could entrust that heavy burden with him. just as she confided vanitas' safety while she saved lady dominique.
what worries her is if noé has killed anybody at all. he would be weighted with the guilt of killing someone he treausured. like she did for chloé for so long.
if she's unfortunate enough (and she just might be) to be around when vanitas dies, then... she holds him to her closer, burying how close she is to tears into his neck. ]
I'll make sure it's him, Vanitas.
TRU DAT
[It's a concern they both have, not only for Noé, but for Vanitas himself. If Noé can't manage it, then it might fall to Jeanne, and she may be unable to bring herself to do the job of ending his life. What then? Will he become a mindless monster? Or a malnomen himself like Queen Faustina?
It's a fate he doesn't want to think about, becoming something that would hurt others to such a degree. He has to believe that between his two dear friends, they could get the job done.
He sighs in relief at her words, hugging her back and nuzzling against the crook of her neck.]
...thank you.
honestly should've saved this convo for game but HHH THEy
just as he wouldn't allow it of her.
it's his gratitude that makes the tears spill over and her bottom lip to quiver. for her to hold him to near painful levels, sorry. squeeeeeeeze.
she lets go soon enough, reaching up to wipe at her face. what depressing talk when they were on the course to have sex. ]
... Huh? Where is Noé? [ ... ] I-I-I didn't even check to make sure he wasn't in the room before I - I - ! AUGH.