["love and purpose...?" the squirrel says, wondering, mulling that answer over before it listens to naib-- and it hops out onto sora's shoulder to do so, peering at him. "i have never seen the rain. i don't know if it's meant to be sad, but... it makes things grow too, does it not?
i think i understand."
it seems less unsettled, now, content to ride on sora's shoulder rather than huddle in his hood once more.
as they approach the crystal, it seems to be glowing softly. sora will find glowing purple glyphs on the structures that match the color of the crystal, and when naib knocks on it...
no subject
i think i understand."
it seems less unsettled, now, content to ride on sora's shoulder rather than huddle in his hood once more.
as they approach the crystal, it seems to be glowing softly. sora will find glowing purple glyphs on the structures that match the color of the crystal, and when naib knocks on it...
well! something comes out of it!
a strange creature stands there, looking at them. its head does this.]