Rhiannon put a hand on Amaya's shoulder as the girl looked down at her feet, apparently embarassed. "Those reasons are fine," she said, "They aren't pathetic." Amaya looked up, startled, and Rhiannon quirked a smile. "The Twilit path lets you sense things that you haven't been able to before. Flashes of feelings, vague auras of emotions. That's how I knew you were a Light Keyblade Weilder." Suddenly, Rhiannon whirled around, eyes scanning the dim street. She could feel something that she couldn't quite place her finger on- some powerful darkness. She raised a hand to her open mouth, eyes wide as she figured it out. She turned back to Amaya. "I think this world is in for a lot of trouble," she whispered, "In fact, I think it's going to be consumed by the Heartless. We have to go!"