[in response, Vanitas cranes his neck down at him and makes a rumble close to a laugh.] Already? I don't think you get to choose.
[But, he has mercy on him. Or rather, he's unable to stop himself from reaching out to touch those gold scales. His claws catch lightly at the patches of duller scales, scratching carefully to help him rid of a few more.]
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[But, he has mercy on him. Or rather, he's unable to stop himself from reaching out to touch those gold scales. His claws catch lightly at the patches of duller scales, scratching carefully to help him rid of a few more.]