[ He isn't. He isn't sure that his days aren't numbered, that he won't give Aether a reason to leave. It's why he's always felt like putting his feelings towards someone who could never reciprocate was so much easier...that instead of opening up and letting someone else see who he really is, he could just keep his distance safely and never let anyone in ever again.
At the same time, though, he's never felt so sure about anything in his entire life. He looks away for a moment, debating if he should confirm this, but he ends up nodding. Unfortunately, the heart wants what the heart wants.
His eyes look back at Aether's, and he lets Aether's hand fall back to his side. Vanitas reaches up to cup the traveler's cheek, and he leans in close. He waits, like before, to see what Aether will do. ]
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At the same time, though, he's never felt so sure about anything in his entire life. He looks away for a moment, debating if he should confirm this, but he ends up nodding. Unfortunately, the heart wants what the heart wants.
His eyes look back at Aether's, and he lets Aether's hand fall back to his side. Vanitas reaches up to cup the traveler's cheek, and he leans in close. He waits, like before, to see what Aether will do. ]