[The impact was both welcome and not. That long free fall eventually eased his concern about falling forever into just wishing he'd find something solid beneath his feet again. With a feeling that was part appreciative, partly nostalgic of his recent revival, he clamored to his feet again.
He checked himself and found to his shock that he wasn't suffering from anything worse than mere broken bones. There was a great deal of bruising, but he could still move like that and so it was then that he immediately set to assessing his new surroundings.
It didn't take him long to notice the image beneath his feet, his expression turning displeased and remorseful as he walked over it, taking in all the little details. While the amount of detail was quite amazing, he couldn't help but feel at least mildly revolted by the subject matter. As he studied it, he almost missed the image in the corner. Upon its notice, he shook his head and sighed, getting that sense of longing for at least those times spent with his friends.
Looking away from the image and trying to figure out what to do next, he gave the 'room' a look over once more, finally noticing the familiar small frame.
As much as he wanted to rush over, he was getting to the point where he was weary of trusting anything too easily here. He approached slowly and cautiously, feeling a little more vulnerable than usual without his Keyblade in his hand. By the time he closes within an arm's length, he reaches out to shake the girl's shoulder.]
Which part?
He checked himself and found to his shock that he wasn't suffering from anything worse than mere broken bones. There was a great deal of bruising, but he could still move like that and so it was then that he immediately set to assessing his new surroundings.
It didn't take him long to notice the image beneath his feet, his expression turning displeased and remorseful as he walked over it, taking in all the little details. While the amount of detail was quite amazing, he couldn't help but feel at least mildly revolted by the subject matter. As he studied it, he almost missed the image in the corner. Upon its notice, he shook his head and sighed, getting that sense of longing for at least those times spent with his friends.
Looking away from the image and trying to figure out what to do next, he gave the 'room' a look over once more, finally noticing the familiar small frame.
As much as he wanted to rush over, he was getting to the point where he was weary of trusting anything too easily here. He approached slowly and cautiously, feeling a little more vulnerable than usual without his Keyblade in his hand. By the time he closes within an arm's length, he reaches out to shake the girl's shoulder.]
Xion. Xion, are you okay?