[ There's so much running through her mind. So much... that she's not sure where to start or how to explain. Or even if she wants to explain. And there's more questions surfacing, too. Ones that she's not sure if he'll have answers to. Others which she's not sure if she wants to ask for fear of what they could peel open, for what he could see and ask from her side of things. But above all, there's this sense of guilt. And it's a guilt that seeps further into her skin when she feels his hand suddenly holding hers. She shrinks away slightly but doesn't pull away.

The right thing... It's something she had been arguing with herself over and over again when she'd finally made up her mind. That she had to go back to Sora- because Sora had to wake up. That's what.. Riku had kept telling her. That without her, his friend would sleep forever. She'd never thought him one to lie. He was someone that seemed too much like her, someone who worried as she did and cared for his friends. Someone with a lot of burdens to bear, the darkness she assumed Ven spoke of.

But... She shook her head. ] But. I... I didn't do anything like that. Choosing to go back- If I hadn't, Roxas would have, they would have destroyed him instead. [ Waking Sora up? That had been a second priority. Even if she had known it was wrong. Just as Riku couldn't abandon his friend, neither could she, hers. They mattered far too much to her. So much that she'd stalled so long... She'd put on a front for Naminé, done her best to try and accept things. But standing with a clearer head then, knowing that if Ven was right, then things had already passed... she found she couldn't play her part anymore. She'd hidden enough from that certain person he looked like. She.. didn't want to hide anymore. ] What could I even do?

[ Even if Ven might believe her, she really doubts they'd all trust her. And for good reason. And if Sora's there and she's there... would she still have that effect on him? ]