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[evulsed]

They aren't rats, stupid. They're Unversed.

[pearlstrings]

Vanitas

[evulsed]

No they can't.

Why? What do you care?

[pearlstrings]

Because I'm carrying one inside my jacket.

[evulsed]

Why are you doing that? Put it down, you weirdo.

[pearlstrings]

You said that you can feel it when they return to you, correct?

[evulsed]

If they're destroyed, their Darkness flows back in to me. I feel what they feel.

[pearlstrings]

Alright.

If for some reason you feel that, please assume that I'd appreciate assistance.

[evulsed]

[ Something cold rushes through him. Vanitas isn't fond of the feeling. It's a little like looking at the lake. ]

What are you doing? Have you gone into the woods again?

[pearlstrings]

No. I'm not planning on leaving this place.

[evulsed]

Then what are you doing??

[pearlstrings]

Investigating something.

I'm also attempting to be careful. Which is why I have your Unversed.

[evulsed]

You're such a nuisance.

[pearlstrings]

Do you want to choose a souvenir or would you like it to be a surprise?

[evulsed]

What are you talking about now?

Be straightforward for once.

[ pot, kettle. ]

[pearlstrings]

From the market. You aren't here.

[evulsed]

So?

Who wants to go to some stupid festival with a bunch of dumb games and prizes anyway

We just had a feast that put you in a coma and the spirits tried to kill the rest of us

You should be more vigilant

[pearlstrings]

Your rats want to be here. I keep handing them things so they won't steal.

Are you collecting them?

[evulsed]

[ Vanitas looks sharply down at the slowly growing pile of trinkets next to him and feels himself go hot all over. ]

They're Unversed. Stop being so obtuse.