[He nodded as he opted to let her try to recover from the accidental injury. Whatever his intention had been, even a derp like him could realize when something was pretty much entirely his fault. And while he was at least pleased that she wasn't injured as severely as he'd originally feared, he really wanted to get moving in a hurry. Maybe it was just his memories associated with a place like this or perhaps it was just building paranoia, but he really didn't want to be in a spot surrounded by walls like this.
When she spoke up again, he snapped to from his scattered train of thought.]
It's alright.
[He offered a little bit of a laugh. There was so much about just the way she was even dressed that prompted countless questions for him, but his instincts were telling him that this wasn't the time to ask them.]
Honestly? I'm a little on edge being here too... it looks like a place I really didn't like and right now, I just need to know what it looks like outside before I can decide on anything.
[The robe bothered him the most; he was number XIII. Between his memories of when Axel reported the termination of the Castle Oblivion team and when he'd sat there, curled up in the back of Sora's consciousness, heart or whatever it was, he was positive that his somebody had erased all of the remaining ones and kept...
His expression drifted from that smile, a look of confusion and partial realization taking its place.]
A promise?
[Roxas muttered aloud to himself, trying to figure out what this promise was and who he'd made it to. Yes, the more he tried to figure things out, the more he felt he needed to get out of this place and see it from the outside. Something felt wrong, very wrong indeed.]
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When she spoke up again, he snapped to from his scattered train of thought.]
It's alright.
[He offered a little bit of a laugh. There was so much about just the way she was even dressed that prompted countless questions for him, but his instincts were telling him that this wasn't the time to ask them.]
Honestly? I'm a little on edge being here too... it looks like a place I really didn't like and right now, I just need to know what it looks like outside before I can decide on anything.
[The robe bothered him the most; he was number XIII. Between his memories of when Axel reported the termination of the Castle Oblivion team and when he'd sat there, curled up in the back of Sora's consciousness, heart or whatever it was, he was positive that his somebody had erased all of the remaining ones and kept...
His expression drifted from that smile, a look of confusion and partial realization taking its place.]
A promise?
[Roxas muttered aloud to himself, trying to figure out what this promise was and who he'd made it to. Yes, the more he tried to figure things out, the more he felt he needed to get out of this place and see it from the outside. Something felt wrong, very wrong indeed.]