"What you do with your life is up to you. Stop trying to blame anyone else for it." Himself especially, since he hasn't done anything yet. "If you don't like your name, pick another one instead of complaining about how it was 'taken'." But he's rapidly beginning to understand why his future-self took the actions he did.

Whatever Kingdom Hearts was, it had to offer something better than this ongoing parade of misery and pain. Where do you go when everyone around you makes it perfectly clear you don't belong there? What do you do? "You don't want to live in fear and anger? Then don't. Worried about being tracked and hunted down? Then take a page out of Damon's book. He wasn't afraid, and knew how to avoid being tracked."

He can, for a few moments, look less like a weakened and exhausted twentyish year old and more like he could put up a decent fight if he had to. But it only lasts long enough for him to snatch up his notebook and tablet, pencil left behind.

"I told you I'd treat you as you treat me. I will hold to it."

Xehanort wasn't going to find the rest and recovery they were promised here, that much is clear. It's time to be elsewhere.