@exbourreau //
At long last, Vanitas found her again; it came at a surprise at first, to see that Jeanne was also stuck here, since to his memories it wasn’t too long ago that it’d been declared forbidden for him to visit the castle ever again, yet that was quickly swept away in a flurry of heated emotions--
“My Jeanne,” Vanitas said, taking her hand without warning, wearing a soft expression as he moved closer to her; the movement causing her grasped hand to end up resting against his chest. “How I’ve missed you. The days seemed so long since the last we’ve seen of each other.”
-- and how she couldn’t get rid of him completely.
But this is fine. Having Jeanne here gave a small sense of familiarity, even if she held nothing but enmity towards him, while Vanitas continued on his one-sided attraction.
