[ If this was anyone else, he would have his guard up. He's study Kanan enough to know he won't pull anything while Vanitas' attention is else where.
Canting his head towards the scissors as he continues cutting away at the fabric. ]
I don't think it has hair. [ A pause. ] Or an ear. Or skin. [ Kanan said nothing about leaving the thing without knicks or cuts. He stops as soon as he reaches what appears to be the end of it's head. A flick of the scissors to push back the blanket. That sure is something dead. ]
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Canting his head towards the scissors as he continues cutting away at the fabric. ]
I don't think it has hair. [ A pause. ] Or an ear. Or skin. [ Kanan said nothing about leaving the thing without knicks or cuts. He stops as soon as he reaches what appears to be the end of it's head. A flick of the scissors to push back the blanket. That sure is something dead. ]
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