The lack of a smile is hardly bothersome, Ven isn't a huge smiler either, so he doesn't really care. He stands stock still as the man turns to him, his posture and expression a schooled nuetralness.
In no way whatsoever does Ven speak hands, but thankfully he has eyes, and thats apperantly enough for the castle do do its magic. He nods a little, moving his hands behind his back. "I can."
Personally he has no idea why. Maybe its a keyblade thing? He had to stop to ask for directions in Olympia and theres no way he spoke ancient Greek, but he got on alright. Well, it didn't matter. If it had, Master Xehanort would have mentioned it to him. Speaking of him, he decides to push on with his original question. "Are you one of Master's friends? I can't..I mean I cannot find him."
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Date: 2019-03-01 10:12 pm (UTC)In no way whatsoever does Ven speak hands, but thankfully he has eyes, and thats apperantly enough for the castle do do its magic. He nods a little, moving his hands behind his back. "I can."
Personally he has no idea why. Maybe its a keyblade thing? He had to stop to ask for directions in Olympia and theres no way he spoke ancient Greek, but he got on alright. Well, it didn't matter. If it had, Master Xehanort would have mentioned it to him. Speaking of him, he decides to push on with his original question. "Are you one of Master's friends? I can't..I mean I cannot find him."