[Would things go right back to normal? Xemnas had something he didn't have before. How much would he risk, how close would he get to endangering his new heart in favor of the hope that Kingdom Hearts might provide him an impossible third?

She had her doubts.

Xemnas had his own. He was capable of them now, after all.

As Xion pulls back her hood, there's no change in his expression. He remains where he is for a few moments, gaze measuring and steady, before he steps around his own campfire and approaches. If she doesn't pull away he'll simply reach out to tip her chin lightly and tilt her head a little first one way, then another. That unwavering, weighing gaze never shifts.]

That's very interesting. It seems returning to my city did you little benefit if you were to return to this world.

[What does he see? The face of a friend he couldn't remember having? The boy who unraveled his work so quickly?]

How do you feel? [His tone's still steady, but quiet.] I don't mean emotionally. Are you experiencing any tiredness, or pain?