Now this was something he should have prepared for. Something that shouldn't have happened. It was like the universe had some free time, letting things play out as they were; it had no one to answer to, after all.

The Nobody's brow furrowed as he heard the yelp, turning as he nearly avoided being knocked over by the glider in question. Grazed, perhaps – the small bump of contact became a point of feigned annoyance.

Eyes narrowed slightly at the boy.

"...Ventus."