Levi found himself walking towards the entrance of the first district, going over the equipment he bought one last time. Things that were supposed to help him make a difference out there. But with each step, he found himself doubting more and more. He [i]just[/i] got his keyblade the other day, how was he supposed to help anyone? Even with all this equipment, all these assurances others had given, why did he even begin to believe they had a ghost of a chance out there? He walked out onto the landing pads outside the entrance of the first district, and then it hit him. He didn’t have a ship, and didn’t know how to fly one either.

He looked at the various ships that were still here, pausing slightly as he realized his problem, and couldn’t help but to laugh. It started as just laughing at himself, but slowly became hysterical as thought after thought and issue after issue crashed down on him. [i]Could[/i] he even help anyone? He couldn’t even save his own world, what chance did he have of saving others? He couldn’t protect everyone, [i]HE[/i] failed tremendously! His world, his family, all gone, lost to the darkness. And he couldn’t do anything to protect them.

Why did he think anywhere else would be any different?

Why did he ever dream that some fancy key meant he was capable of saving anyone?

That blonde guy from earlier walked up behind Levi, placing his hand on his hips as he looked over at the young man. “You, uh… you alright?” He asked, which shocked Levi a bit. He’d thought he was alone on the pad, so being caught as he was hadn’t been something he expected. In fact, he was rather embarrassed that anyone had seen him fall apart, even if just for a second. He pulled himself together after a moment, before shaking his head. “You want to talk about it?” The blonde guy asked, as Levi took a deep breath, and recentered himself. [color=82ca9d]“Nah. You’ve got your own problems. You don’t need to hear mine.”[/color] He said, as he looked back up at the ships.

[color=82ca9d]“... I have no idea how to fly one of these things.”[/color] He said, trying not to laugh again at how foolish he’d just been. After all, what really was his plan? To get away from another difficult long goodbye by leaving early. And accomplish nothing in the process. Sure, he lucked out and made that deal with Mr. McDuck, that was a good thing. But what might the others think, knowing he just… left? How would it affect them?

“Well, they ain’t hard to learn on, and space ‘round Traverse Town ain’t too rough.” The blonde guy said, as he turned towards the ships that sat docked (if that was even the right term for a starship) along the exterior gate of the first district. “Any of these yours?” He asked, to which Levi turned to look at the man and shrugged. [color=82ca9d]“Can’t say they are.”[/color] He responded plainly. The blonde guy just nodded, briefly scratching his slight chin-beard as he looked over back towards his shop. 

“Well, if you wait, I’m sure you can hitch a ride with those guys the king sent over. Or, I can sell you a pretty basic ship for cheap, hand you a first-time-flier’s guide and let you sort it yourself.” He offered to Levi, at which Levi gave a slow nod. That’s right, he wasn’t supposed to be alone. And even if he didn’t fully trust them, despite their plentiful kindness thus far, he’d said it himself; leaving alone is suicide. [color=82ca9d]“I think I’ll wait for a bit. I was supposed to head out with those two anyways, I’m just early.”[/color] He said, a neutral expression crossing the young man’s face. The blonde man nodded, before pointing at one ship in particular. “Ah. Then wait by that red one on the end. That one’s theirs.” He said, as he drew Levi’s attention to the ship the knight-commander and royal magician had come in on: 

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[color=ed1c24][h1][i] The Highwind [/i][/h1][/color][/center]