The girl listened intently, staying put when he sat down and for some time as he spoke before gingerly making her way down the stairs and sitting down on the far side of the same step, careful to maintain what she hoped was an appropriately large distance that would keep her from spooking him. All of this was concerning, but by now not unexpected. The mention of Ven made her raise her head; had she heard right? Ah, but it was silly to assume, even if it wasn't the most common of names. Her expression was calm, unoffensive, but slightly grim as she listened, but at that last question, she could not help looking away and down at her hands, which were placed on her lap. "Who am I...?" There was just a hint of a tone like she was asking herself that, too.
Her eyes grew sad quite suddenly before she could stop them, but she forced the look away and raised her head again. She raised one of her hands to press it against her chest, but this time, instead of an open palm, her fingers were curled inward. She made a successful attempt to smile and a not so successful one to keep that smile from looking weaker than she wanted it to. "My name is Naminé." What to say next, though, was much more difficult. She bought herself some time by lowering her hand again and clasping it with its twin once more. "But... as for who I am...." How to explain that? Better yet, how to explain it without scaring him off? The way she'd done everything at first had gotten the job done, but in a less kind way than she'd hoped. She'd almost wished, back then, that she could find some way to do it over. Now that she had her chance, she wished she didn't have to. "...It's complicated." It could wait, couldn't it? The most important thing was to work out what was going on with Roxas. "Roxas, I think that you... may be missing some memories." She was tempted to take a look at his memories herself, to work everything out that way, but... to do such a thing, especially when she was looking him in the face, when he'd just said how he was tired of being manipulated and left in the dark, just seemed... cruel, even if her intentions were good.
Yes, yes it does. I WILL BE CANOOOOOOOON or fanon, whatever.
Her eyes grew sad quite suddenly before she could stop them, but she forced the look away and raised her head again. She raised one of her hands to press it against her chest, but this time, instead of an open palm, her fingers were curled inward. She made a successful attempt to smile and a not so successful one to keep that smile from looking weaker than she wanted it to. "My name is Naminé." What to say next, though, was much more difficult. She bought herself some time by lowering her hand again and clasping it with its twin once more. "But... as for who I am...." How to explain that? Better yet, how to explain it without scaring him off? The way she'd done everything at first had gotten the job done, but in a less kind way than she'd hoped. She'd almost wished, back then, that she could find some way to do it over. Now that she had her chance, she wished she didn't have to. "...It's complicated." It could wait, couldn't it? The most important thing was to work out what was going on with Roxas. "Roxas, I think that you... may be missing some memories." She was tempted to take a look at his memories herself, to work everything out that way, but... to do such a thing, especially when she was looking him in the face, when he'd just said how he was tired of being manipulated and left in the dark, just seemed... cruel, even if her intentions were good.