Ventus looks up, staring at Vanitas and the door in turn. It takes him a second to order the events in his mind. It..what does it mean?
"It's locked?" Ventus has to steady himself on the bed as he stands up, trembling. Maybe its the night air, or his thin clothes, but now the entire room feels ice cold. "I...who locked it? Terra? Is he trying to help us...?"
Even as he says it, that rings false, but what else is there to believe. The fear suffusing every breath, echoing between the two of them in ways Ventus can't detect, its like a heavy stone that makes it hard to even breath. Ventus wants to see the best in people. He wants to be happy and safe, but now that's feeling like a far off fantasy.
"I'm not...I can't open it..." He says helplessly. "I..I'm not very good." He's not been in "lessons" since he was ripped out of someone. He was in a coma, and then a blank half awake state where he didn't respond to anything. A waking coma. His heart is still fragile, and he hasn't grown his light that much at all. He's only 12, after all ;w;).
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Date: 2020-09-06 09:16 am (UTC)"It's locked?" Ventus has to steady himself on the bed as he stands up, trembling. Maybe its the night air, or his thin clothes, but now the entire room feels ice cold. "I...who locked it? Terra? Is he trying to help us...?"
Even as he says it, that rings false, but what else is there to believe. The fear suffusing every breath, echoing between the two of them in ways Ventus can't detect, its like a heavy stone that makes it hard to even breath. Ventus wants to see the best in people. He wants to be happy and safe, but now that's feeling like a far off fantasy.
"I'm not...I can't open it..." He says helplessly. "I..I'm not very good." He's not been in "lessons" since he was ripped out of someone. He was in a coma, and then a blank half awake state where he didn't respond to anything. A waking coma. His heart is still fragile, and he hasn't grown his light that much at all. He's only 12, after all ;w;).