[ Don't ask her. She has no idea what the architect was thinking. But it's something that's really the least of her worries. With a verbal prod from Ven, Xion looks his way. And just for a moment, she raises her hand to her chest, lightly clenched. But then she's lowering it and stepping off. Every footfall echos in the room, making her feel almost alone, but she knows she's not. Ven's behind her and Sora...
Before she knows it, she's standing in front of that strange pod, watching it curiously. It remains as it is, appearing smooth and seamless. Maybe it can't even open. But if it doesn't, then that'll be a-
One step is all it takes. As soon as she pushes forth out of concern, the pod cracks open at the top with a slight hiss. Then, slowly, the walls descend, unfurling like a blossoming flower. Something catches in her throat as she watches, but she doesn't dare to move. Slowly... slowly... It comes undone. And when it's finished... something in her sinks like a stone and she's frozen in dread.
OH REALLY? HOW MANY YA GOT?
Before she knows it, she's standing in front of that strange pod, watching it curiously. It remains as it is, appearing smooth and seamless. Maybe it can't even open. But if it doesn't, then that'll be a-
One step is all it takes. As soon as she pushes forth out of concern, the pod cracks open at the top with a slight hiss. Then, slowly, the walls descend, unfurling like a blossoming flower. Something catches in her throat as she watches, but she doesn't dare to move. Slowly... slowly... It comes undone. And when it's finished... something in her sinks like a stone and she's frozen in dread.
He's not there. ]