terra's ears prick when he hears ven speak , turning to look at him with a smile that lasts only for a moment. truth be told , he'd been hoping this conversation would never have to happen , that he'd never have to prod at this particular wound. he supposes he should've known ven would be curious about what had really happened , about what terra had done.
heaving a slight sigh , terra's smile returns , albeit a bit bittersweet this time around. he sits up a bit taller , cocking his head to the side as a gesture for ven to come forward , patting the space next to him. he doesn't fault ven for asking , there was so much he & aqua had kept him in the dark about , it was time they stopped keeping secrets. terra , at least , thought they owed ven that as their equal.
❛ this ... isn't exactly a standing conversation , ven. but ask away , i'll tell you whatever you want to know. ❜ a brief pause , & terra fidgets with the edge of his glove nervously. if ven truly wanted to know this story , terra would tell him , wouldn't spare him any detail he could recall. but a part of him was just as scared as ven was about how this could go. ❛ this story ... doesn't paint me in a very good light. i'm okay with that , & ... i'm okay with however you decide you feel about me afterwards , too. i just ... want you to understand that ... that maybe i'm just as afraid of this conversation as you are. ❜
the look on terra's face is one he wishes he could avoid for the rest of his life if at all possible . he knows this is a necessary conversation , knows that the painful memories need to be brought up once more so that ven may finally be caught up with aqua and terra . it's not fair it's been this long and he still knows so little about their master and his demise .
it's not fair that all he's known is that ( @earthwilled ) had some sort of involvement in it . it's made the younger's mind run wild with all sorts of ideas , all of which he'd rather not be the truth . but how's he to know ? when the two still act like it's not important for him to know , still treat him like the child he once was who will break when he finds out the truth .
no , he is not the boy he used to be . it may be hard , but he'll sit through this conversation . he'll hear what terra has to say , because something in his heart has already confirmed some part of his suspicion is correct , and he won't run away from it . no more running away . not from those he loves , at least . ventus clears his throat awkwardly , finally taking a seat next to the brunet . he's facing him head on , hoping that the anxiety and fear that's been building inside of him all this time isn't showing too clearly .
well , can't avoid this for much longer . might as well jump right to what he needs to know .
' was ... was it your keyblade that took his life ? ' there's a lump in his throat and his heart is beating out of his chest , to the point where he's certain terra can hear it himself . ' and if it was ... why'd you do it ? did you -- want to ? '










