Weirdo. [He's referring to the Pokemon, and she seems to know it from the way she stands up. It doesn't seem like she's taking 'no' for an answer either, since she now makes her way into his lap and hops up with her paws on his chest, nose to nose, and staaaaaaaaaaaares.
Making something of a face at the little weight in his lap, Vanitas awkwardly lifts a hand and leans his head back as far as he can before almost carefully setting his palm on Glaceon's head.]
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Making something of a face at the little weight in his lap, Vanitas awkwardly lifts a hand and leans his head back as far as he can before almost carefully setting his palm on Glaceon's head.]