"Hmm... that's weird." Weird, not alarming or upsetting like most would probably deem it, but it took a lot to rattle Ven. He blinked when she mentioned the journal, and then looked impressed. "Wow, that's a good idea! As long as it's not private or anything, that'd be a big help." Avid reader that he had been in the past, it was nice to know she had that kind of information on hand and organized.
Mograe chose that moment to return, struggling slightly with a cup of hot tea. Ven was quick to help her by taking it, and then the moogle went on to pull a muffin and some packets of sugar out of her bag to hand them off. After a word of thanks to both her and Zelda for the snack, Ven backtracked to another point that had been mentioned.
"Actually, it's the ability thing that's really confusing. Mograe explained it, but I'm still not sure I really get it." He frowned now, but even that was more thoughtful than really bothered. It did make him uneasy, not having the powers he'd earned through years of training, but at least he still had his Keyblade. Without it, he'd have been much more unsettled. "We get two... jobs, right? And each one has different specialties and abilities." That much, he was parroting from what Mograe told him before. "And the more we practice, the better we'll get with them. That makes sense, but... how do we know we're any good at the jobs we've been given?"
He may have been thinking too much into it, but if they were just randomly assigned these job things when they arrived... Well, it he hadn't tried his out yet, so who was to say it would fit his fighting style?
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Mograe chose that moment to return, struggling slightly with a cup of hot tea. Ven was quick to help her by taking it, and then the moogle went on to pull a muffin and some packets of sugar out of her bag to hand them off. After a word of thanks to both her and Zelda for the snack, Ven backtracked to another point that had been mentioned.
"Actually, it's the ability thing that's really confusing. Mograe explained it, but I'm still not sure I really get it." He frowned now, but even that was more thoughtful than really bothered. It did make him uneasy, not having the powers he'd earned through years of training, but at least he still had his Keyblade. Without it, he'd have been much more unsettled. "We get two... jobs, right? And each one has different specialties and abilities." That much, he was parroting from what Mograe told him before. "And the more we practice, the better we'll get with them. That makes sense, but... how do we know we're any good at the jobs we've been given?"
He may have been thinking too much into it, but if they were just randomly assigned these job things when they arrived... Well, it he hadn't tried his out yet, so who was to say it would fit his fighting style?