Despite the grim circumstances and stinging reminder, Ven managed a sad smile at that. "Thanks." He wasn't sure which was worse right then, being alone or having other people see such a sensitive memory, but he was grateful for her kindness all the same. "I don't know, either. The ones I've seen so far have all been pretty bad. Maybe someone's trying to tell us something." Whoever was responsible for all this, if it was even a who to begin with.
Silently, he watched Terra and Eraqus exchange words of unspoken apology -- and as absorbed as he was in it, Ven almost missed the new presence along with them. A flicker of shadow and quick movement, the glint of sunshine on steel--
"No!" He moved on reflex, dashing forward as his own Keyblade appeared in his hand with a flash of light -- but stopped three steps later with another cry, because it was too late. Xehanort had made his move and now Eraqus was wounded, falling--
--gone, just like that.
Ven went deathly still. If he was totally honest with himself, he had suspected Eraqus' fate before now; the signs had all pointed to it. For that reason, he had done his best to avoid thinking too hard about it, afraid of deducing the truth.
Now, there was no hiding from it.
As Terra fell to his hands and knees, Ven stayed right where he was, only paces away and utterly still. After a moment, his Keyblade fell from his numb fingers, hitting the stones and disappearing.
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Silently, he watched Terra and Eraqus exchange words of unspoken apology -- and as absorbed as he was in it, Ven almost missed the new presence along with them. A flicker of shadow and quick movement, the glint of sunshine on steel--
"No!" He moved on reflex, dashing forward as his own Keyblade appeared in his hand with a flash of light -- but stopped three steps later with another cry, because it was too late. Xehanort had made his move and now Eraqus was wounded, falling--
--gone, just like that.
Ven went deathly still. If he was totally honest with himself, he had suspected Eraqus' fate before now; the signs had all pointed to it. For that reason, he had done his best to avoid thinking too hard about it, afraid of deducing the truth.
Now, there was no hiding from it.
As Terra fell to his hands and knees, Ven stayed right where he was, only paces away and utterly still. After a moment, his Keyblade fell from his numb fingers, hitting the stones and disappearing.