Naminé hasn't seen Vanitas since she'd first arrived in Beacon. Their meeting confused her and worried her but she had hope that maybe they could one day find common ground. It was more awkward thinking back on it now, how little she'd known about this world. He must have realized it.

She was surprised when she saw him again and even more surprised when he spoke to her.

"Of mine?" She stepped forward but hesitated when she saw the opal. It was a memory, she knew it, but she didn't know which one without looking. Would he let her look?

"Can I... have it back?"