[Vanitas isn’t sure how these things happen on a chemical level, but once his brain latches on to the notion of someone, he can’t get them out of his head. Maybe it’s a little creepy, but that’s never really stopped him before. Junpei is about his age but seems to have gone through a more traditional socialization process than being tortured in a lab into his teenage years. Sometimes he feels so much older than the 18 he is, but it might be the distance he puts between his current self and not so far away past.
He’s still stuck in his head until he’s spoken to and that voice pulls him toward reality again. Vanitas hands over the packaged food from a nearby restaurant before he steps inside.]
You still look put together. Was your previous visit not eventful? [The smile that creeps onto his face would have been unacceptable in polite company, but the two of them were alone. Junpei could probably handle a bit of teasing.]
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He’s still stuck in his head until he’s spoken to and that voice pulls him toward reality again. Vanitas hands over the packaged food from a nearby restaurant before he steps inside.]
You still look put together. Was your previous visit not eventful? [The smile that creeps onto his face would have been unacceptable in polite company, but the two of them were alone. Junpei could probably handle a bit of teasing.]