[ventus is quiet as he listens, watching Vanitas as he spoke. it was new seeing vanitas so focused and serious like this without that oh so familiar jabbing, petty tone to accompany sharp words. ven is afraid of disturbing this unfamiliar moment between them.

he looks away near the end, focusing on his hands twisting together.]

I didn't likeyou at first either because I was afraid of what you meant for me. I didn't want to believe I was different, that something was wrong. [he digs a blunt nail into the side of his palm, leaving an angry crescent shape behind.] Then when you stopped caring, i started... caring. [having your other half reject you - now he knew how Vanitas felt and it hurt.] I don't know what to do now.