The words strike something inside of Ventus, enough where the grass around him begins to wilt a bit in response to the sudden grief and guilt that builds up inside of him.
Lea, but not Lea who used to be Lea.
He tries to rein in his emotions.]
Happy to be back. [It's murmured, trying to keep the sadness from being more evident.
Shaking his head, Ventus looks at Le--not Lea with a smile.]
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The words strike something inside of Ventus, enough where the grass around him begins to wilt a bit in response to the sudden grief and guilt that builds up inside of him.
Lea, but not Lea who used to be Lea.
He tries to rein in his emotions.]
Happy to be back. [It's murmured, trying to keep the sadness from being more evident.
Shaking his head, Ventus looks at Le--not Lea with a smile.]
What about you? What's your name?