[The change in the air was tangible, even for Sora, and for a moment he wondered if he'd said something wrong. Had he upset Terra? The dark aura surrounding the other was angry, for sure, and it was just a little frightening.

Then Terra spoke and it made sense.]

Y-yea. I mean, kinda. It was some kind of... time travel, or something. I don't really understand how he did it. I was out for that part. But he has pieces of himself scattered around.

And he... wanted to... make me a vessel, too...

[Sora trails off at the end. The thought of being Xehanort's vessel is more frightening than anything Terra could do, and in fact has been the subject for his nightmares recently. He shudders at the notion, and wraps his arms around his legs.]