Ventus had found himself making a habit out of wandering the streets once or twice a day, often both walking familiar pathways and discovering new ones as he went. There was a lot to see, and Ven couldn't help but be curious.

Besides, he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. He might as well get to know the place, right?

Unlike Saix, Ventus took in everything he saw like a sponge; he looked in the buildings and around the streets, and noticed the people around him. A lot of the time, he even found someone to talk to. Usually, though, he didn't see a lot of familiar faces.

Today was an exception.

The flash of blue in the corner of his eye made him turn and, though he was surprised, he recognized it almost instantly. Without stopping to take in more detail, Ven spoke up, trying to get his attention.

"Isa?" he asked, not yet noticing the obvious differences.