[She stood there, unblinking. Watching him. Hearing him. Hearing those words. Those words that at first lead to nowhere. Lead to exactly what she felt he knew- Nothing. Nothing at all. So- there really was no other way. She was right. It was pointless for her to listen. A waste of time- but just as she was about to retort, just as she collected a firmer grip on Void Gear, he was speaking up again and...
And why? Why did he sound so convinced in his own words? And why- why, in that moment, did she want to believe him? Despite how broken up her memories were- there was definitely something between them that they had had once, wasn't there? Something- Something forgotten. But not lost. And it fought to surface at that smile. Roxas, you always were so naive. But that was something she always- always...
And then she was fisting her free hand in her hair suddenly, grunting as memories disentangled, retangled, scattering and recombining in a frenzy as if she was working out a giant puzzle in her mind. Her eyes constantly shifting between gold and blue, gold and blue. A shift that was hidden when she hung her head slightly. Panting hard.]
It's all good. I ended up with a bit of tag burnout earlier today. @@;
And why? Why did he sound so convinced in his own words? And why- why, in that moment, did she want to believe him? Despite how broken up her memories were- there was definitely something between them that they had had once, wasn't there? Something- Something forgotten. But not lost. And it fought to surface at that smile. Roxas, you always were so naive. But that was something she always- always...
And then she was fisting her free hand in her hair suddenly, grunting as memories disentangled, retangled, scattering and recombining in a frenzy as if she was working out a giant puzzle in her mind. Her eyes constantly shifting between gold and blue, gold and blue. A shift that was hidden when she hung her head slightly. Panting hard.]
Why...? Why should I trust you?