[ It's hard for her to meet his eyes, especially when he gives her a look so similar to Roxas, it's- She breaks the gaze quickly and takes a step forward.
But his words... She's at a crossroads before she knows it. Torn. There's so many answers that she could find right in front of her if she were just to accept this proposal, to go with Ven. It's not like she has anywhere else to go now, she's slowly realizing. It's one thing to hear it, but the idea becoming reality is a haze yet between the one she knows and the one that she stands in now. It leaves her on unsteady footing, crossing an uneasy gaze this way and that.
She takes a few steps before she's leaning on the barrier, too, but she's not looking at him. She's looking at the world before them or more like through it as her thoughts catch her, sweep her up and her eyes go unfocused. But it's only for a brief moment before she seems to jolt back to her present predicament. She finds herself looking down at her hands which grip the wall tightly now. ] I want to. I want to know... all about the keyblade. And what it was really meant for.
[ And that's when she finally looks at him with sharp, blue eyes. ] And then I want to... I want to make up for all my mistakes. [ She might be uncertain of many things. But what she does know for sure is that for all the wrongs she has committed... if there's any way to make things right, she'll do it. ]
You sure it won't get stuffed up?
But his words... She's at a crossroads before she knows it. Torn. There's so many answers that she could find right in front of her if she were just to accept this proposal, to go with Ven. It's not like she has anywhere else to go now, she's slowly realizing. It's one thing to hear it, but the idea becoming reality is a haze yet between the one she knows and the one that she stands in now. It leaves her on unsteady footing, crossing an uneasy gaze this way and that.
She takes a few steps before she's leaning on the barrier, too, but she's not looking at him. She's looking at the world before them or more like through it as her thoughts catch her, sweep her up and her eyes go unfocused. But it's only for a brief moment before she seems to jolt back to her present predicament. She finds herself looking down at her hands which grip the wall tightly now. ] I want to. I want to know... all about the keyblade. And what it was really meant for.
[ And that's when she finally looks at him with sharp, blue eyes. ] And then I want to... I want to make up for all my mistakes. [ She might be uncertain of many things. But what she does know for sure is that for all the wrongs she has committed... if there's any way to make things right, she'll do it. ]