Gilbert
*Dado reopens his eyes and looks up. Gursht is holding out something that looks like a traditional Potion, but with three green stars. Perhaps it's designed for groups...? Maybe this means they __were__ wrong about Organization XIII...*

"Thanks," *He forces a weak smile in gratitude and nods, speaking quietly.* "But I'm good. Lemme know whenever everyone's ready to go."

*...After all, Xion's not exactly a reliable source. Petty, inconsistent (as Nilus helpfully pointed out), murderous, creepy... Then again, Organization XIII did lock away her memories. Maybe they just share a common enemy. His darkness probably has more information, but he burned that bridge.*

*He had been nice. Angrier, and with an annoying voice... But clearly well-meaning. And the way he reacted to his own... He was brave. He stood up for what he believed in. Definitely more than he did.*

*...A much better Guardian of Light than he is.*

*Dado's gaze remains in the middle distance as his mind wanders.*
Joseph
He snorted - a verbal shrug, before tucking the Potion in this satchel.

"Gursht is never sure when anyone is ready to move. They always go without telling Gursht much." The dinosaur finally plopped his haunches down on the ground to relax, sitting much like a dog at a rest stop halfway through a hike.

"The others will tell us - Nilus probably very loudly before running ahead. Gursht is used to being at back anyways." He chortled- a laugh? It was hard to tell, but he didn't seem too bothered.
Katherine
"There is a letter." Cavall murmurs upon drawing the Moogles' notice from the chest. Reading a few lines silently, the hound offers it to someone else; This meant nothing to him but good will.

Moving to pluck the bottle of AP-Recovery from the chest, the hound dusts his body off before sniffing the air sharply, "That is not good, Gursht. That is something that should be corrected. For that matter; We are ready."
Gilbert
*Dado's surprised by his staying by him. He already tried comforting him with the big potion, right? Whatever social cue this is... He doesn't get it.*

*Rather than fussing over it, though, he instead nods at his compatriot, then shuts his eyes again, returning to taking deep breaths. Unbeknownst to Dado, though, his face and mind are more serene, and his train of thought has calmed down. He's finally able to clear his mind.*

*He mentally notes to check up on Gursht more often.*
Katherine
With that, Cavall's sense of urgency kicks back in as they languidly walk over to the door and open it for the others. With it open, they gesture for everyone to come with.
Raymond
Nilus follows the hound as they motion the rest of the group to follow them outside the door. Whatever lay ahead of the group, would be a real test of skill. Nilus was confident in his own abilities but there was many things he could not do, he just had to focus on what he was good at and let his teammates fill in the rest.