Thing. Little, Anti's mind registered, before he nodded obediantly, wonderingly. Cold. Cold, cold, cold, cold, empty. Nh, turn up heat, was the absent thought, once more forgetting heart vessels couldn't hear very well, and then X's stare was too much, and the semi-hungry heartless was on the move.
Every step he took, shadows stretched thin in the air, before breaking and falling back to the ground; wisps of the stuff occasionally looped up from his 'skin,' leaving the effect that he wasn't at all solid. But, he had to be, because the second he was close enough, a somewhat clawed hand reached out, eyes big and watching, and if X kept still, the talons would rest flat right over his heart.
Heart~ Not a pretty one; dark, confused, vicious, with an over set of pure desire. Envy? No, calmer than that, but...
.... Ooow. Feelings hurt. Hurt his... heart? His own? Kair-