#absolutely cool

Perhaps, Xehanort thinks, even if he says nothing. There are times he feels he’s been waiting for too long, that even if many of his memories aren’t back he should be doing something. He doesn’t know what. His heart wishes for too many things and explains none.

When Aqua next speaks, Xehanort nods. 

“Thank you.” He replies, and his relief is honest. “I believe that’s fair.” 

Because he’s not him, even if sometimes in his dreams he is. Even if there was a connection there once. It’s nothing he’ll apologize for, not until he understands.