[Xion barely registered his question in all the information she seemed to be absorbing all at once, all too suddenly. Seeing faces. Different faces of the same faces. Faces she knew and faces she didn't. Blending into the intensity of the sea of faces that past them by only instead now they were flickering through her mind's eye. With each passing second applying just that much more pressure to her steadily contorted mind. Memories upon memories flowing in. Overflowing. Being absorbed too fast, too soon.
Her knees buckled, her mouth opening as she tried to speak, tried to tell him, to reach him, but all that came out was an uncharacteristic whine. This was nothing like before. Worse. Far worse. The pounding only drumming loud, her breaths coming to pants, hands looking as if they were ready to tear her hair from her scalp. No, his hair. Then, her hair. Brown hair. Blond. Red. Hair of different colors, different lengths, different everything, Roxas could see. A whirlwind of differences until Xion finally collapsed to the ground, unconscious. Her face flickering through several more faces until her own face was retained again. But still, she lay there unmoving.]
I just remembered 'cause of all that unfun canon review for Dissideo. 8D
Her knees buckled, her mouth opening as she tried to speak, tried to tell him, to reach him, but all that came out was an uncharacteristic whine. This was nothing like before. Worse. Far worse. The pounding only drumming loud, her breaths coming to pants, hands looking as if they were ready to tear her hair from her scalp. No, his hair. Then, her hair. Brown hair. Blond. Red. Hair of different colors, different lengths, different everything, Roxas could see. A whirlwind of differences until Xion finally collapsed to the ground, unconscious. Her face flickering through several more faces until her own face was retained again. But still, she lay there unmoving.]