You still aren't answering and you still aren't really talking.

[Seriously, what a butt. It was kind of close enough. Vanitas will let out a sound before he placed his chin on Kimblee's shoulder. Arranging himself to get comfortable against his side.] And you're still are frustrating.

[Like he should talk.] But I still think the same as what I said before.

[Once he's comfortable and he's sure the other won't escape, he's closing his eyes.] I'm going back to sleep.