[At first, she remained still as she was, breath shallow. Whether she was conscious in the first place or if he had shaken her awake was pretty hard to tell when her hood was drawn up as it was. Either or, she slowly stirred with a soft groan. Her voice broke through, careful and wary as ever.]
Roxas...? [Slowly, she was trying to pull herself at least into a seated position on the floor, but she just looked so worn. So tired from the way her body moved so sluggishly. One hand coming to slip into her hood and touch her face.] What are you doing here...?
I dunno. But then my brain turned off from this conversation a moment back.
Roxas...? [Slowly, she was trying to pull herself at least into a seated position on the floor, but she just looked so worn. So tired from the way her body moved so sluggishly. One hand coming to slip into her hood and touch her face.] What are you doing here...?