Venin gave a little chuckle as he picked up the little shards of glass on the floor. "I think their main purpose is to catch attention, but they are ridiculous regardless," he swept the little pile of glass to the side, ignoring the cuts that they made. "All clear down here," Venin felt warm, a comfortable warmth that didn't burn like most did. He sat off to the side, looking up at Serah with a smile as his hand bled.