[ Very wrong. Not to Xigbar, of course -- he's lived with the knowledge of what was growing inside him for more than ten years, and in that time, he's not only accepted the inevitable but embraced it. To Riku, however, scarred and traumatized after his dealings with the same darkness, he can only imagine what the other must be thinking.
He scoffs. ]
He didn't do anything to me.
[ It was Master Xehanort, all those years ago, who first planted the seed within his heart. He never knew it, then; he only thought the old man meant to unleash the darkness inside and show him how to use it. Foolish in hindsight, maybe, but he hardly has regrets.
His eye narrows at the Keyblade being shoved at his chest. Like the boy would know how to untangle the threads of Xehanort's heart and will even if it he tried. ]
I suggest you point that trinket of yours somewhere else.
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He scoffs. ]
He didn't do anything to me.
[ It was Master Xehanort, all those years ago, who first planted the seed within his heart. He never knew it, then; he only thought the old man meant to unleash the darkness inside and show him how to use it. Foolish in hindsight, maybe, but he hardly has regrets.
His eye narrows at the Keyblade being shoved at his chest. Like the boy would know how to untangle the threads of Xehanort's heart and will even if it he tried. ]
I suggest you point that trinket of yours somewhere else.