[ Vanitas knows how that story goes: a voluntary curse-bearer, a machine he's unable to stop, a woman yearning for revenge. It's a story that annoyed him the first time he heard it and, seemingly, a story he should not know at all. ]

You're about to tell me that the man isn't the Beast. [ Vanitas pauses, thoughts going a mile-a-minute. ] That's confirming it. They did feed you some sketchy potion, after all.

[ Not that the potion is the problem here. It doesn't add up, the two of them being part of the same story but also caught on different pages. There's the urge to push Noé for answers he won't have and yet the urge is tempered, somewhat, because Noé's face, it's the same drained expression he saw when they first met up again.

An expression Vanitas does not care for ] What did you see after you woke up?