[Roxas tilts his head, stares at him for a moment.]
[There's something foreign in his gaze, almost predatory.]
[But then it's gone, and Roxas smiles. One of those simple quirks of his lips that shows a true contentment, the ones he doesn't give out often, if at all. He shakes his head at Sora, as if he's amused, and holds out a hand for his Other to take.]
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[There's something foreign in his gaze, almost predatory.]
[But then it's gone, and Roxas smiles. One of those simple quirks of his lips that shows a true contentment, the ones he doesn't give out often, if at all. He shakes his head at Sora, as if he's amused, and holds out a hand for his Other to take.]
C'mon. I want to ask you something.