Having to repeat the same reunions again and again cannot be easy on any heart, let alone ones that have been hurt as thoroughly as those of his students'. If Eraqus could remember being here previously, it'd certainly make life that little bit easier. He would never have attacked Roxas, for one.
But they cannot change what has passed, even if knowledge of it hangs in the silence like a knife.
The boy looks a little older, a little taller; filling out in muscle, but still no less bright of heart. And that hair never gets any less mussed, does it? Setting down his tea cup, the older keyblade wielder regards the youngest of his three apprentices thoughtfully as the other fails to meet his eyes. The fact he is nervous is entirely Eraqus' fault, and he knows it, and for a moment the older man is lost for words.
..He is so very glad you are here, and safe.
"Aqua saved you some breakfast." If nothing else, food is a safe, neutral starting point, and there is a nod to indicate the plate on the sideboard. "Would you like some tea?"
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But they cannot change what has passed, even if knowledge of it hangs in the silence like a knife.
The boy looks a little older, a little taller; filling out in muscle, but still no less bright of heart. And that hair never gets any less mussed, does it? Setting down his tea cup, the older keyblade wielder regards the youngest of his three apprentices thoughtfully as the other fails to meet his eyes. The fact he is nervous is entirely Eraqus' fault, and he knows it, and for a moment the older man is lost for words.
..He is so very glad you are here, and safe.
"Aqua saved you some breakfast." If nothing else, food is a safe, neutral starting point, and there is a nod to indicate the plate on the sideboard. "Would you like some tea?"