[There's tension in his frame that wasn't there seconds ago, a rigidness that belies that something's suddenly changed. Vanitas isn't sure if he's acting anymore, because now he really does want to grab Namine and run away where Kaz can't interrupt, to interrogate her.
His voice is even harder now, when he interrupts.]
What does it matter? She needs to go.
[His hand tightens even further on her, and prepares to throw Kaz' hold off him at a moment's notice.]
the work radio is playing 'paint it black' as i type this tag. IT KNOWS.
His voice is even harder now, when he interrupts.]
What does it matter? She needs to go.
[His hand tightens even further on her, and prepares to throw Kaz' hold off him at a moment's notice.]