[the silence reminds xehanort of the developing world he and his friends had first found themselves investigating. a land complete, but lacking entirely in life. despite knowing of the development cycle a world reforming could go through, seeing it themselves had been more than a little offputting. that feeling had only been made worse by the fact that despite humans and animals not being present, the heartless had infected the world regardless.

(when they had revisited it only weeks later, those missing people suddenly sprung into existence. time was a strange, inconsistent phenomenon.)

this island was the opposite, where life had existed before the monsters. there were signs - scatterings of fallen feathers between the rocks, chewed leaves of the smaller plants. but those were the only indicators. other animals had either hidden or fled, if able. ]

Okay. I'll head back in the direction of the boat, and take that side. I've got my phone if shouting doesn't work, too.

[ as if there would be time to make a phone call if they were attacked. it might work for other evidence, though. xehanort steps carefully back over the rocks, tempted to summon his keyblade for safety but deciding having both hands free was smarter for the uneven ground. ]

See you soon.