Balthier gestured to Fran, a show of agreement, though Rishfee didn't quite seem to understand. At least the transformations seemed to be rare enough. "Not quite as mindless as these. You mentioned being willing to return without a heart? Somehow I doubt you'd like to arrive as one of the Heartless. Apparently, they're what happens when one's heart is plucked out of their body. The 'darkness' in one's heart taking control as it were. Not the happiest of ends, is it?"
And a frightening one, Balthier was willing to admit. Maybe it was the fact that so little was known of them. Maybe it was what he did know. Maybe it was what he had seen. Whatever the reason, the fate of the Heartless' victims was chilling.
"Plenty of different ones around here. All depends on which world you're in. Ones in the latest are a bit more difficult than the others," he explained. Unfortunately, that was the limit of his knowledge of the Heartless. But, there was something else he could tell him. "Which reminds me... You'll be happy to know that there just might be a way out of here. Unfortunately, we'll have to climb quite a few floors in order to get out and the anonymous fellow who so kindly told us the information is probably less than trustworthy. On the bright side, that information hasn't steered us entirely wrong. On the considerably darker, who can say that it's not all a trap?"
He shrugged. "That's the gamble, you see. One that many people have decided to place their bets on. Not about to go all-in myself, but I must admit to being curious as to how this will all turn out." And it had managed to line his pockets at least once, even if the pay wasn't quite what he would have liked. The money was different, but made of precious enough metal that he could at least sell it on market when he returned home.
"Three floors so far," Balthier continued, holding up the same amount of fingers. "How many we have left and how to get to the next, I couldn't tell you. But, if you want to go back home, save the world, it looks like we'll all be walking the same path." The sky pirate cocked his head to the side as he waited for Rishfee's reply. Didn't help with the Organization problem, no, but a way out was a way out.
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And a frightening one, Balthier was willing to admit. Maybe it was the fact that so little was known of them. Maybe it was what he did know. Maybe it was what he had seen. Whatever the reason, the fate of the Heartless' victims was chilling.
"Plenty of different ones around here. All depends on which world you're in. Ones in the latest are a bit more difficult than the others," he explained. Unfortunately, that was the limit of his knowledge of the Heartless. But, there was something else he could tell him. "Which reminds me... You'll be happy to know that there just might be a way out of here. Unfortunately, we'll have to climb quite a few floors in order to get out and the anonymous fellow who so kindly told us the information is probably less than trustworthy. On the bright side, that information hasn't steered us entirely wrong. On the considerably darker, who can say that it's not all a trap?"
He shrugged. "That's the gamble, you see. One that many people have decided to place their bets on. Not about to go all-in myself, but I must admit to being curious as to how this will all turn out." And it had managed to line his pockets at least once, even if the pay wasn't quite what he would have liked. The money was different, but made of precious enough metal that he could at least sell it on market when he returned home.
"Three floors so far," Balthier continued, holding up the same amount of fingers. "How many we have left and how to get to the next, I couldn't tell you. But, if you want to go back home, save the world, it looks like we'll all be walking the same path." The sky pirate cocked his head to the side as he waited for Rishfee's reply. Didn't help with the Organization problem, no, but a way out was a way out.