[SPEAKING (err thinking?) OF WHOM, Vanitas is starting to groggily stir. This is his least favorite part about getting drugged or... poisoned as it were--the part where he starts snatching bits and pieces of consciousness but his head's still fuzzy and swimming with the last of the toxins. Some people would probably throw up, but he resolutely keeps his eyes shut when they start to flutter, as feeling slowly returns to his limbs.
He gives an involuntary groan, before his eyes eventually open and stare up at the ceiling.]
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He gives an involuntary groan, before his eyes eventually open and stare up at the ceiling.]