[The voice snags his attention, the panic toeing the edge of curiosity. For the most part, the grass has stopped charring. Ventus wills himself to calm down anyway... just in case.]
No, I'm okay! [his current situation may conflict with what he says. Maybe he does need to calm down...
When Ventus makes sure the grass isn't charring, he tries to focus fully on the speaker. He hadn't really gotten a good look at him, but now that he's not distracted, Ventus finds himself at a loss for words.
[seeing how i'm responding so late, feel free to drop this thread since it doesn't count for the ac]
No, I'm okay! [his current situation may conflict with what he says. Maybe he does need to calm down...
When Ventus makes sure the grass isn't charring, he tries to focus fully on the speaker. He hadn't really gotten a good look at him, but now that he's not distracted, Ventus finds himself at a loss for words.
Something about him is... familiar.
Um... Have we met before?