No relief was felt, but the tension in the air did slowly dissipate. The objective of their meeting had been met, and now he was given permission to leave. The matter of pride was held aloft; it would continue to stay that way if they were to work with each other.

There was nothing more to say. Xemnas stepped back, one hand resting upon his chest as the other stayed at his side, leading to a slight bow. Gold eyes fell away from Master Xehanort in the process, staring at the ground beneath him.

Once that was done, the dark corridor rippled and swirled open as the Nobody straightened. After Julian floated through, a fluid turn and a purposeful stride maintained his exit well.