[The "ten years" guess isn't a surprise, really, just a reminder; it's been far too easy for Ven to forget that time didn't wait for anyone else while he slept. It's the mention of a black coat that gets a reaction, of all things: he starts, looking concerned and confused -- and then resigned, even disappointed, shoulders sagging slightly. That coat... the same one that man wore? The same one that Ven himself now has a copy of? He'll have to ask later, once he meets up with Mograe again. If it is, though... that's just more unanswered questions.
But speaking of--]
Multiples? [He tilts his head. Like the doppelgangers here, maybe? Or...
...ugh, this is confusing. At the very least, he knows that Terra -- a Terra? -- reached a point in their future. That's good enough.]
...Mm... well... Thanks for telling me all that. I owe you. [His smile's definitely not as bright as before, but it's there.] I'm Ventus, by the way -- Ven for short.
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But speaking of--]
Multiples? [He tilts his head. Like the doppelgangers here, maybe? Or...
...ugh, this is confusing. At the very least, he knows that Terra -- a Terra? -- reached a point in their future. That's good enough.]
...Mm... well... Thanks for telling me all that. I owe you. [His smile's definitely not as bright as before, but it's there.] I'm Ventus, by the way -- Ven for short.