[It's a little awkward, at first; this really is Xehanort. That means that Sora knows who he is, and what he's going to eventually do. What he becomes. Though, of course, he doesn't know nearly as much as he thinks he does. There's a split second of hesitation. But, though he wonders if he should ask them about this later, he still trusts Aqua and Terra and knows they wouldn't have invited him to the party if he was dangerous, and he remembers that he was nice to Xion. Maybe, even if he's going to do something bad, this Xehanort is still from a time where he hasn't decided to do that yet. Sora doesn't know. But he never likes to think the worst of people, even on a day that isn't Christmas. Not even his worst enemy.
So he smiles, completely genuinely, and shakes his hand.]
Nice to meet you, Xehanort.
[He's quiet for a moment, wondering if he should just leave it at that...but he's here anyway, so he might as well find out a little bit more.]
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Though, of course, he doesn't know nearly as much as he thinks he does.There's a split second of hesitation. But, though he wonders if he should ask them about this later, he still trusts Aqua and Terra and knows they wouldn't have invited him to the party if he was dangerous, and he remembers that he was nice to Xion. Maybe, even if he's going to do something bad, this Xehanort is still from a time where he hasn't decided to do that yet. Sora doesn't know. But he never likes to think the worst of people, even on a day that isn't Christmas. Not even his worst enemy.So he smiles, completely genuinely, and shakes his hand.]
Nice to meet you, Xehanort.
[He's quiet for a moment, wondering if he should just leave it at that...but he's here anyway, so he might as well find out a little bit more.]
So where are you from, anyway?