[The armadillomon does not get its question answered. It seems a bit put out by this, but being picked up seems to help many ills. Among them, being suddenly out of kicking range. It didn't mind the occasional kick, or being tied to a post and abandoned or getting its mouth taped shut, it knew the whole situation was worth it!]

Aw, I guess not.

[Vanitas looks intensely skeptical when Sora claims Xehanort wasn't old. The rest he could come to terms with but that?]

I don't think he was ever young, if I needed proof it was just a dream I guess that'd do it right there. That bastard was old and wrinkled before Olympus was even a mountain, I swear.

[Skepticism, he has it. A lot of it. The very idea of a young Xehanort was strange. What would he even look like? Less bent, but still bald? The thought is shaken off; he doesn't want to imagine it. And then he smiles.

It's not a nice smile, a little too wide, with too much tooth. It might give the impression he's about to bite.]

Actually, funny thing about that. If I avoid him, he'll never get what he wants. Ever.