[With a frown, he takes the hilt of his Keyblade in both hands and thrusts the tip of the blade clean through the floor. Not quite the same as dry ground, but hey, it works. Even if the floor keeps trying to regenerate around it. He eases himself to his knees, settling next to the Key that's now fixed upright.]
Master... Inxe?
[But he hesitates when it comes to confirming his identity.]
I'm a part of him- a part of me. Only I've recovered a lot of what was lost. It's... complicated.
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Master... Inxe?
[But he hesitates when it comes to confirming his identity.]
I'm a part of him- a part of me. Only I've recovered a lot of what was lost. It's... complicated.