[Well that's... admittedly not what she expected. A story a lot like her own, in some ways.]

My weapon's called the Keyblade. I should be able to-

[She holds a hand out, and then seems to close it on air. Or something that should be appearing, but isn't. She pulls her hand back and looks down at it.]

But it's not answering either. I guess it doesn't matter while we're here but, I need it back, when we leave.

[And for all she says it's fine for now, she doesn't really believe it, honestly. The sooner she has her Keyblade back, the better.]

Why take them away from us?