[It makes him bristle, the wind howling around them now. A mixture of emotions fill him, but something is filling him, too. Strong enough where the wind howls with excitement while ice begins to spread out from underneath his feet in fear. However, while his heart remained on a teetering edge between the two emotions, there is another that echoes through their connection.
That stubborn determination Vanitas should be all too familiar with.]
You're crazy if you think I'll let you continue that here.
[Lost Memory blinks into his hand, fingers curled tightly around its handle.
Deep blue eyes darken as an incoming storm thunders in the sky above them.]
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That stubborn determination Vanitas should be all too familiar with.]
You're crazy if you think I'll let you continue that here.
[Lost Memory blinks into his hand, fingers curled tightly around its handle.
Deep blue eyes darken as an incoming storm thunders in the sky above them.]