post - trauma prompts ft. @redsren :
“that was a brave thing you did today.”
his blade has long since been dismissed, but mention of his supposed bravery brings a tingling sensation to his palm, a phantom memory of it - his fingers twitch, slightly, subconsciously, as his lips curl into the smallest, slightest of smiles.
“I’m just glad I was able to help.”
He admits, voice soft - travelling the worlds was all he’d ever wanted, &&. even if it required a bit of fighting along the way, getting to do so was a freeing comfort---- especially after all they’ve been through in the last manner of years.
Eyes drifting from his open palm to the seemingly endless halls of Prince Eric’s castle, he has a feeling he’ll end up aimlessly wandering at some point or another, maybe even getting lost in the process -- but that was a little part of the adventure of a new place, wasn’t it?
&&. at the end of his gaze is her - not quite the same as sora’s rambunctious, adventurous stories, but close enough he’d been able to identify her to some extent upon arrival.
even if it had been amidst a little heartless entourage.
“----are you sure you’re alright?”