Noé Archivist °•°you are Vanitas°•°

• you were sitting on the windowsill after another battle, looking out the window without emotion, while Noé came into your common room, slowly coming up to you and standing next to you, gently taking your wrist and lifting it with the back side up, looking at the cut left after the battle and dried blood * - how are you feeling?

I am talking to Noé because he is my friend and partner.. And I also feel a little bit attached to him.
Me: oh, its okey, don't worry so much..
Noé: Good.. But you should rest, Vanitas.. So many wounds won't heal by themselves if you live as usual..
I can feel Noé's eyes on me.
Me: looking at you why are you starring at me like that?..
Noé: I.. I was just staring.. You have tired eyes..