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For a breath, Pure Vanilla can only stare- before he finally cocks his head to the side and says, “Pardon?”
Shadow Milk’s smile falters, and he rolls his eyes. “Oh, come on,” he drawls. “I knew you weren’t the brightest, but come on. Shouldn’t you be happy to see me like this?” He grins once more, giving a wide flourish of his arms. “Just as foolish and content as-“ One hand sweeps forward, jabbing a finger sharply into Pure Vanilla’s chest. “You!”
Pure Vanilla grunts, momentarily wobbling before he pushes himself to his feet with the assistance of his staff. “I… No, yes, I gathered that you were mocking me—“
“Who isn’t?” Shadow Milk cuts in.
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or: PVC furthers his efforts at befriending his other half, while SMC shapeshifts into anyone but himself in efforts to avoid emotional vulnerability.