[There's a blissful moment or two of silence afterward in which Vanitas let's his eyes droop closed again...
Before the noise starts back up. He snorts, rumbling in his chest in a displeased sort of grumble before he reaches out and bumps the other again. It's harder this time, a pointed shove that will hopefully wake the smaller gold up.]
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Before the noise starts back up. He snorts, rumbling in his chest in a displeased sort of grumble before he reaches out and bumps the other again. It's harder this time, a pointed shove that will hopefully wake the smaller gold up.]