The road back to the fortress was quiet.
Rin walked between Sol and Noctis, his hands tucked into his coat pockets.
The silver key was still there. Cold. Silent.
For once, Rin wasn't trying to figure it out. He had already decided. The hidden doorway could wait.
The strange symbol could wait. The questions about his past could wait. He had spent enough time chasing answers that seemed determined to stay just out of reach.
Today, he had learned something more important. His mother couldn't see everything. Even with her ability to see possible futures, there were things hidden from her.
And that meant Rin couldn't simply ask someone else to solve his life for him. He would have to discover it himself.
Slowly. Carefully. One piece at a time. Sol broke the silence.
"You've been quiet for a while."
Rin looked at him.
"I'm thinking."
Sol smiled.
"About the doorway?"
"Yes."
Noctis glanced back.
"You're going to investigate it tomorrow?"
Rin shook his head.
"Maybe."
