Every world has their own set of rules. Usually it's just a matter of figuring them out. [ A shrug. ] Or breaking them entirely.
[ Though it might seem like none of them can here. This is probably one of the more disturbing realization that any from "his" pocket of reality could have. Their Keyblades are limited and they are unable to leave. Even Vanitas can feel the strain on his body, limiting the number of his Unversed that are able to beckon to him. ]
Right now the question is: split up or stay together.
[ Because at this point Vanitas is fine with either. ]
[Sandalphon has some experience with breaking the world itself, or coming terribly close. However, he knew how the Skies functioned and the principles on which they operated. As much isn't true of this place they find themselves in.
Evaluating their options, Sandalphon looks one way, and then the other]
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[ Though it might seem like none of them can here. This is probably one of the more disturbing realization that any from "his" pocket of reality could have. Their Keyblades are limited and they are unable to leave. Even Vanitas can feel the strain on his body, limiting the number of his Unversed that are able to beckon to him. ]
Right now the question is: split up or stay together.
[ Because at this point Vanitas is fine with either. ]
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Evaluating their options, Sandalphon looks one way, and then the other]
I wouldn't have a way to alert you, if I find it.
[Though he won't object to dividing their search]