[ Does Naminé want to be someone Vanitas derives amusement from? She's forced to ask herself that very question at his response; her eyes shift to the side a moment as she considers it, then flick back up to him. ]

... Maybe. But all the interesting things I can think of to say probably aren't ones you would want to hear.

[ They're better left unsaid, in fact. Whether or not he takes an interest in her isn't actually Naminé's primary concern, and if it were, she'd hardly want it to be in the form of negative attention. (And knowing his - former? - nature, she's not convinced of her ability to acquire any other kind, especially not by revealing some of the more troublesome particulars of her identity.) In the past, she's always gotten her information directly, searching the depths of others' memories for what she needs - but that's not the way she wants to go about it, horrendous invasion of privacy that it is. When haste isn't necessary, she'll take the long route.

Regarding him contemplatively for a moment, ]

Well - for one thing, we come from the same place.

[ She sounds pretty confident about that, in fact. ]