And dwelling on what could happen never helped - not if you couldn't fix it. Or research, research, and plan, so that if things happened, you could fix it. Ienzo didn't like feeling as hopeless as Zexion, didn't like the idea he could do nothing. Researching to help Sora, to help Roxas and Namine, to even help Demyx ... that's how Ienzo had coped.

That's why it was critical here, in a new place with new problems, to find answers. And, why Ienzo didn't fault Demyx for just trying not to think about it at all. If the both of them were kidnapped - probably anyone could show up. And they didn't have a way to prevent that yet, did they?

"Good," Ienzo sighed a little, rubbed the back of his head. "I think I got a little forceful there, that's not like me. Probably the stress of this place creeping up on me, maybe."