At the end of the poem, and when the Master's key had seemed to accept the boy, Ven felt a proud smile grace his face. The keyblade eventually disappeared as the ceremony ended, but the feeling of pride and the warmth in his chest didn't vanish for some time. He realized he had closed his eyes somewhere during the exchange, and when he finally opened them he saw Eraqus' smile.

"I am home." It didn't need to be the Land of Departure... as long as they were all together, Ven was right where he belonged. Part of him thought it best to keep the formality of the situation going, but it didn't happen.

Ven slid from his seat, pushing it back so there was room for him to kneel down on the ground in front of his Master. He may have only known this man for a few short years, nothing in comparison to Terra or Aqua, but in that time Eraqus had been more of a parent to Ventus than anyone in the his life. And now he puts his arms gently around the man's torso, pressing himself into a hug he'd been dying to give for ages.

"Thank you."