Heart sits unmoving in his room, other than the smaller wings on his head moving occasionally and shifting the new blindfold he wears. He's not quite used to nto being able to see anything. He seems uncomfortable, it had been just a week since his biggest fight with Mind. Since.. The shot. He felt guilty, he hadn't resolved that broken relationship yet, with.. well, with either of them. He perks up, as he heard a walking noise in the hall. The person seemed to be walking towards his room. (This version of Heart is heavily inspired by an Ao3 fic, made by Bluestarlett :D)