The Master might have been trying to keep quiet, but Terra was very much aware of his teacher's presence in the hallway. A stark and unyielding silence had enveloped the house over the late night and early morning hours, and in that void even the faintest of sounds reached him. The ticking of a nearby clock, his direwolf grumbling and snuffling around, those footsteps drawing closer...
Terra had made no effort to get back to sleep after the battle. He'd waited in his bedroom until he'd been sure his friends and Master were settled into their respective rooms before he'd headed back out to the den with his pet direwolf at his side.
At first, he'd tried watching the television with the volume off, but nothing had held his attention -- he kept thinking back to Roxas' call and the fight out in the Darkness. He had eventually given up on the TV distraction and had taken a seat near the door to the backyard. It was his preferred spot for practicing meditation.
But his attempts at sinking into a proper reflective state were halfhearted at best. He was just too restless and unsettled.
The one thing that bothered him the most was not knowing for certain what he was feeling... or what he was supposed to be feeling. He suspected he should have been relieved that the confrontation was over and that the Master was back with them, but there were too many other emotions in the way of that simple happiness. Too many doubts and fears.
Hearing his Master approaching the living room entrance, Terra stood up stiffly and turned to face him. Oro looked up from where he'd sprawled out on the couch but didn't follow his owner's lead right away.
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Terra had made no effort to get back to sleep after the battle. He'd waited in his bedroom until he'd been sure his friends and Master were settled into their respective rooms before he'd headed back out to the den with his pet direwolf at his side.
At first, he'd tried watching the television with the volume off, but nothing had held his attention -- he kept thinking back to Roxas' call and the fight out in the Darkness. He had eventually given up on the TV distraction and had taken a seat near the door to the backyard. It was his preferred spot for practicing meditation.
But his attempts at sinking into a proper reflective state were halfhearted at best. He was just too restless and unsettled.
The one thing that bothered him the most was not knowing for certain what he was feeling... or what he was supposed to be feeling. He suspected he should have been relieved that the confrontation was over and that the Master was back with them, but there were too many other emotions in the way of that simple happiness. Too many doubts and fears.
Hearing his Master approaching the living room entrance, Terra stood up stiffly and turned to face him. Oro looked up from where he'd sprawled out on the couch but didn't follow his owner's lead right away.