⋆ now, it isn’t that vanitas had never let people drink from him. the latest was jeanne, in a frenzied burst of hunger and need. but it was especially because it was noé who was asking that he couldn’t. noé is an archiviste. one who can see memories in blood. and vanitas /couldn’t/ let anyone see his memories. as it was what he had promised /them/. he looks at noé and anger brews in his chest. but you c͟a͟n͟’͟t͟. he thinks, frustrated. i won’t let you. i promised them. I PROMISED THEM. i͟ ͟d͟o͟n͟’͟t͟ ͟w͟a͟n͟t͟ ͟t͟o͟ ͟h͟u͟r͟t͟ ͟y͟o͟u͟.͟ but all this goes unsaid, echoing into the dark void of his mind. instead vanitas stares at noé, stares at his troubled expression and his beautiful, /beautiful/ eyes dark as amethysts and his white hair that reflects moonlight off it just like L͟U͟N͟A͟’͟S͟ and.. stops. he exhales, contemplates. and slowly, he speaks again.. though still not looking up. ⋆ .. noé. when you drink blood.. do you have to drink from the source to see memories? or can you do it even if you’re only given a few drops?