Do you now... I suppose politeness should have me asking for it. ...so I can carve it on the plaque beneath your skull once I take it!

[It's then that he lunges forward, swiftly closing the distance between them in order to take a swipe at the vampire's throat with his knife. Fully expecting him to dodge that one, he cuts cross-wise the other way with his second weapon, aiming lower, more towards the gut. All the while his feet tread lightly across the cobblestones, like an elegant if deadly dance. Laughing with unbridled glee in the thrill of the fight, Vanitas' eyes shine in the dark, brimming over with excitement.]

Come, then, vampire! Tell me your name!