Terra suspects that he's the one getting ahead of himself. Even if his Keyblade isn't gone forever, he doesn't know a whole lot about interworld navigation, not in practice. He's been to some worlds, but it's a lot easier to get to a place once he's been there before. Maybe the hearts of the people will reach out to their homes, but what if they don't? What if Terra makes another promise he can't keep?

But he'll have to keep it. He may not be the right Keyblade wielder for this job - it should really be a Master, not a failure like him - but he's the only one here, so he has to be the right one.

Unlike Connie, Terra doesn't say any of this out loud. Instead he nods and says, "But you seem really smart, and I'm sure you're strong. I know people will take you seriously once they get to know you."

Oh sweet mercy she's so young! Terra knows what he just said, but she's younger than even Ven was when he met him! He's torn between respect for her intelligence and a desire to protect her. School, yes, school would be good.

"You should do what you need to do. It's - better to wait until you're ready." He thought he was ready when he set out, but he wasn't and now everyone's paying the price. "I didn't really introduce myself, did I? Hi, my name is Terra. What's yours?"