Slowly Riku had started to nod, having developed plenty of sympathy at this point. The sympathy wasn't for Darth Vader, but perhaps for the individual who had ultimately become Darth Vader over time. He sighed, having felt like a ton of bricks were on his shoulder.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, though, Sora was slowly walking over to Yoda, reaching ouch and trying to play with Yoda's funny pointed ears just one last time. It was a sad gesture and a childish one, but one of friendship that would have lasted across the mere corporeal boundaries of time and space.<br/><br/>Soon enough though none of this had seemed important, and Sora and Riku had both instead felt like they were watching some kind of a movie more than actually being able to control a scene, and therefore ended up being quiet. They were both going to say something, but neither of them wanted to be the first individual to break what had seemed like a pensive and important silence.<br/><br/>Sora hoped, though, from the bottom of his heart that Yoda was wrong. He didn't want to see the wise but silly individual pass away. Someone like that surely had to have plenty of life left in him, Sora thought, but it was actually just mostly wishful thinking.