Tucked away back in his office, Rung didn't hear Ventus at first, but he did picked up the young man on his scanners. It registered just who it was at his door and he smiled to himself as he set his model ship back on the shelf, turning and easing around his desk to slip out the door.

A smile appeared as his gaze landed on Ventus, the therapist motioning him to come inside, reaching for the door to pull it open just a bit more than it already was.

"Hello, Ventus. Long time no talk, though I think we're both at fault for that," he admitted with a sheepish look before the smile returned. "How have you been?"