"A way to bear the burden of our effort...and to unite as one..."
No feeling arose. This was fact. This was what they were striving for. Their roles were still important in all of it. But there was something that nearly bothered him. Each gesture stirred faint memories, strong memories, subtle notes of emotion that were not fully formed – things that were to be left alone, and forgotten.
To leave it as it was...and form a truce.
Another truce.
Bygones were to be bygones and nothing more.
He looked directly at Xehanort once more, his expression nearly echoing the old master's. A mask of solid solemnity.
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No feeling arose. This was fact. This was what they were striving for. Their roles were still important in all of it. But there was something that nearly bothered him. Each gesture stirred faint memories, strong memories, subtle notes of emotion that were not fully formed – things that were to be left alone, and forgotten.
To leave it as it was...and form a truce.
Another truce.
Bygones were to be bygones and nothing more.
He looked directly at Xehanort once more, his expression nearly echoing the old master's. A mask of solid solemnity.
"...Agreed."