[Riku keeps his head where it is, hands clenching. A cold comfort indeed – three of them rescued from the Storm, the rest of their world (home) utterly lost. He huffs at those words, the shadows around him growing darker.]
At least the abyss is a familiar place. I'm not afraid of the Darkness.
[No, he's not afraid for himself, not anymore and never again – he knows what the Darkness does to him, what he will become should he ever be forced to use that last resort…
He is afraid of what happened to those that had been lost. Have they been turned into Heartless? Have they become some other unknown creatures that lurk in the endlessness of the Dark World? Light only knows… it almost makes him wish he was there with them. He certainly would deserve it.]
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At least the abyss is a familiar place. I'm not afraid of the Darkness.
[No, he's not afraid for himself, not anymore and never again – he knows what the Darkness does to him, what he will become should he ever be forced to use that last resort…
He is afraid of what happened to those that had been lost. Have they been turned into Heartless? Have they become some other unknown creatures that lurk in the endlessness of the Dark World? Light only knows… it almost makes him wish he was there with them. He certainly would deserve it.]