[ Maybe he should. Maybe he has. He doesn't know. All he knows is that he's still catching his breath. And now he's standing before someone that, well. If looks could kill, he'd probably be dead by. It's funny how calm he has remained at face value. At least at first.
But- again? Roxas frowns at that. He takes one step forward as he raises a hand, palm up. ]
What do you mean "again"? I've never even seen you before. [ Part of him whispers that's a lie. Something about a dream. But the wisp of thought dies young. ]
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But- again? Roxas frowns at that. He takes one step forward as he raises a hand, palm up. ]
What do you mean "again"? I've never even seen you before. [ Part of him whispers that's a lie. Something about a dream. But the wisp of thought dies young. ]