Sentiments Crossing Time

Well then, that was settled. The Sentiment could not smile; instead, it radiated affection at the little girl. It pushed itself up from its kneel, and then reached one gauntlet to affectionately pat her head.

  Riku slowly began to relax a bit, icy eyes becoming softer. It seemed like it didn’t want to hurt him. Good. That made things easier for him. He nodded in understanding before hearing the last statement. He had never really thought about that. But then again… he was a bit young for everything, wasn’t he?

Amusement. The emotion projected towards Riku in the same manner as the Sentiment's words.

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[text] we have got to get you voice to text

[text] i asked xion for assistance

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[text] trel;l me mopree

  That voice… he had heard it somewhere before. It had been heard rather recently… Wait a minute– Saix! Wait no, no– Isa. He was Isa now, not Saix. Still even if– whatever this thing was– shared little to no resemblance with the one he loathed, he was still suspicious.

The boy seemed...suspicious of it. Perhaps that was to be expected. It was not every day that one met what amounted to a haunted suit of armor. Though Sora had evidently met another like him, it was clearly not a common occurence. Once more it shook its head, metal clanking against metal.

Brotherhood? Sora paused, folding his arms over his chest. Well… he guessed that made sense. Their rag tag band wasn’t exactly like a brotherhood or anything… just really close friends working together. Most of them were Keyblade wielders, but Donald and Goofy counted just as much as everyone else did. So he wouldn’t really say it was a brotherhood of Keyblade wielders… more like just a bunch of friends working towards something.

Another World? --Ah yes, it did recall being told something about the worlds being separated now. It was easy for the Sentiment to forget that, and it still did not quite comprehend how that could have happened. This other Sentiment seemed worth seeking out, if only to understand its purpose. Perhaps it would share with its own kind if not with Sora.

  Okay, that was a little startling. It wasn’t the first time he had encountered someone who had the ability to do that. For example– Ansem or Xehanort’s Heartless. but the one in front of him was clearly not one of them.

Sir? it repeated. How curious. It was....amused by the title. Had anyone ever referred to it that way? It had never been human, and that was a human way of addressing each other. It shook its head slowly.

The shaking of it’s head definitely was a bit reassuring. That last suit of armor was tough after all… he really wasn’t looking forward for another fight. His shoulders relaxed a little, but his curious look remained. You are a Keybearer, it said… or rather the words popped into his head. Sora folded his arms against his chest, closing his eyes briefly. They were allies? Then this suit of armor must be different than the other one. That one seemed really keen on taking him out even with what looked like a Keyblade.

Of course it thought so. Sora was not only a Keybearer, but it felt as though he was one on the side of Light.  But perhaps Keybearers did not operate in the time with the comraderie of its own time.

It moved and Sora jumped, already readying his stance. How embarrassing… just moving from a simple head tilted. Sora gave an awkward laugh, before holding his hands up in a way of meaning no harm. The strange voice that echoed in his head was familiar to the one he’d heard before, but different. Sora’s tongue immediately pressed against his cheek in thought, mostly how to word it together.

Another one? Really? That was--...sad, but also fascinating. To meet another Sentiment would be incredibly interesting. Whose was it, it wondered? Perhaps the Sentiment could find it and speak to it.

Ah. It’s that friend of Xion’s-- no, this is another world. And he’s too old; but from the feel of it, the boy was already a Master. Interesting. The Sentiment tilted its head curiously.

　Perhaps outgoing wouldn’t be a good word for her…rather, overwhelmingly curious about the world. Being alone as she was, she had to get used to walking around by herself.

In truth, the Sentiment was not a mind reader. It could not pluck thoughts from the minds of others, not in the way it could project its own. But at its most basic, the Sentiment was a Keyblade. It could feel out hearts, if nothing else. Both the presence of them, and the impressions of them. And though it could not see her imagery, the Sentiment could feel her heart reaching out to it for a connection.

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The Sentiment noticed Sora as he approached, more by the feel of his Keyblade nearby than any physical sense. It didn't truly need to turn its head to "see" him, but the effect helped.

　The teeny girl stares down at both of their hands, mouth slightly agape. She didn’t expect the metal person to be so…tender.

So she was by herself, but she didn't seem distressed. Though its Xion was the more cautious twin, perhaps this one was more outgoing. The Sentiment slowly nodded its head. If she was not distressed, it would not be, either.

　The teeny girl goes positively wide eyed. Inside her head? They didn’t speak, like she didn’t?

The Sentiment closed its hand gently around the tiny girl's. She was even smaller than the Xion of its world was; it had never seen her so tiny. Perhaps there was also a Lea here who had somehow misplaced her.