[The look of guilt on Terra's face isn't much better than the panicked desperation he remembers from that first meeting, when he'd tried to stop Roxas from leaving. It shouldn't be that surprising that he still believes that he'd been so sure of then; how could that kind of certainty fade so easily?

But it does surprise him, or at least disappoint him. He'd wanted to believe that he could do this by himself, but what exactly is he supposed to do with this quiet, firm obstinacy?]

It's not his face that I've got. Listen harder. When I became a Nobody, I did forget things, but I didn't forget you or your other friend. I'm a different person than I was before I lost my heart, and that person wasn't Ven, it was—Sora!

[The sound of approaching, running footsteps comes in the middle of his sentence, followed a split second later by the sight of his other half coming round the nearest corner. Relief floods him; if his words can't convince Terra, then Sora's idea will. It has to.

Even if Roxas had thought it was pretty silly when Sora first suggested it.]