"Indeed, and Ventus most certainly did not have the air of an ordinary, lost child about him. To say nothing of how easily a Keyblade can be sensed, even whilst stored. One look at the boy was all it took for me to recognize his power, and Dilan was far from incapable with magic."

But, perhaps, less prone to examining everything around him than Even had always been. He shrugged and fell into step alongside Lea, with a distasteful glance at their surroundings.

"More to the present point, I see we have yet more proof that all worlds harbor bastions of poor taste."