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[It wasn't long after she had left, either. That Roxas would feel a twitch of her fingers, lightly gripping the hand that he had holding hers. Her brow just furrowing slightly. And then a soft hitch of breath as she seemed to be coming around...]

[He sighs as the other blond walks off. While it wouldn't have made any difference in him going and doing what he just had, some part of him wishes he'd known it would've turned into such an ordeal. With all that happened, he felt exhausted and he knew that there was so much to be done.

Even before he could go through the task of explaining to her all that he'd learned and his personal concern for how long she'd hold up with things as they were, he'd at least have to find them a place to stay for now. And of course, he was sure she'd make some fuss about how all of what happened effected him, but he honestly wasn't too concerned with that.

At least for this moment, after all that happened, he decided that he wanted her to see him smile when she woke up. So he waits and watches with the grin of a guy that had just been to hell and back for the sake of someone dear to him. And when she'd wake up, he figured what he'd say would be simple.]

Morning Xion.

Edited 2011-01-24 08:41 (UTC)

[The first thing she felt was something warm. Encased around her one hand. She wasn't sure what to think of it at first- it was hard to with her gloves on -as she slowly relapsed from her unconscious state. Her mind just about as fuzzy and muddled as it had been several hours before when she had first landed in the dressing room. Only... far less detached at least. So, for a moment... just a moment, she focused on that feeling... tried to make reason of it... Her hand gripping a little tighter before her fingers were stretching over him, curling over his knuckles. What...?

And then that voice. That familiar voice. As soon as she heard it, it was like the fog had suddenly been lifted from her mind- because she knew that voice. Knew it so well. Knew that soft, careful touch. That touch- from that familiar hand... belonging to that familiar voice... She found herself squeezing his hand. Just trying to measure out the reality of things. Even as her eyes slowly winced open- S-So bright was the light. When had she... When had she fallen asleep...? She didn't... No, there was... She continued to ponder it as her vision became clear... only for those thoughts to momentarily be forgotten at the sight of Roxas. Of that smile like the sun. Warm and inviting. But yet... worn, for some reason. And that concerned her.]

...Roxas?

[The sensation of her hand's grip on his shifting is the first bit of feedback to him that she's really coming around. It's enough that he's content to just watch that for a moment before he returns with a ginger squeeze -if not just for the sake of re-affirming to her that he was there and that he hadn't left her. Well, at least he hadn't moved physically from there.

As he watched Xion come around, he knew that there would be much to talk about. He certainly had no intent to back out on his promise to be honest with her, it's just that he figured that after all of the ordeal he consciously remembered going through and just whatever of that she remembered, the idea of just relaxing somewhere was really appealing.

Well, at least for the moment, everything seemed like it was alright and personally, he was fine with that -at least until they had a chance to recover. While he'd been mulling all of that over, he'd been careful to make sure his expression didn't change, hopefully he didn't end up looking any more beaten-up than he already looked.

So Roxas nods before speaking up.]

You really gave me a scare there. How're you feeling?

[Gave him... Gave him a scare? She held his hand just a little firmer at that. Having felt his react with her own just seconds before. There was an underlying feeling... definitely set in the way he looked to him. It was partially hidden... but Roxas, you never had the best poker face. In fact, it was no better now than it was then- and the words made things a dead give away that something- she didn't know what -but something had occurred. Had stolen her consciousness for some reason.

But he was trying so hard...

She took a moment to just... focus on his face. Flickers of ghosts of- of what she wasn't sure. They weren't of any memories she had known before. And it was strange... like they were fresh. But they fizzled out just as quickly as they surfaced and Xion just... breathed. Closing her eyes once more before shaking her head softly...] I'm feeling alright... [Thanks to you... isn't it. Drawing her eyes open once more and looking to him softly.] ...Sorry. That I worried you. ...What happened?

Edited 2011-01-25 02:19 (UTC)

[Honestly, he didn't really have anything to hide. He had every intention to discuss everything with her once they found some place where they could relax. It was just he didn't want him looking as worried as he felt when she woke up.

He watches Xion carefully as she pulls herself together, his expression dropping a notch when she apologies before he waves his hand dismissively.]

Don't worry about it, the important thing is that you're okay right now.

[Roxas pauses a moment, clearing his throat before continuing.]

Anyway, honestly? A lot happened. Some of it, I'm still trying to sort through. If you'd like, I can just tell you here. But I thought we should find a place to stay first.

[Along those honest notes? He really wanted to know if she remembered anything the transpired. While there were some things he'd done within her inner world that he personally considered shameful, foremost to him was the promise he made.]

[Well... It probably was a good thing he hadn't. Because, knowing Xion, she would have been that ten fold just seeing the concern in his features. But for the time being, all that she appeared was lost. Cornered in the unknown. The last thing she remembered was opening that door... and then blank. Nothing. Nada. Zilch. No matter how hard to tried to recall. And it honestly did bother her. Even as he seemed to be taking things pretty well.

She might have pursued with questions. Especially considering he mentioned how a lot had happened. A lot of... what? Did they get into another mess of Heartless or... or what? Perhaps the only thing that really stopped her from asking was just... because of that underlying concern. Which was easily realized by the open space they were occupying as she finally pulled herself slowly up into a sitting position and had a look around. Something about the place... It made her feel vulnerable. Uneasy. Open spaces just didn't sit well with her at all. So... After a slow nod.]

...Yeah. Maybe... Maybe we should. -But after we do... I really would like to know what happened.

[He nods understandingly, wasting little time in getting to his feet. His body feels stiff and a little heavy -but he mused that at least his feet hadn't fallen asleep. He remembered one of those days he'd been waiting for Axel and Xion up on the clock tower and it happened then. Their taller friend sure had a laugh at his expense when he'd been acting like someone had dumped a box of thumbtacks into his boot.

Yeah, that was fairly uncomfortable and he was not looking forward to feeling that again.

So he gives himself a quick stretch, reminding his joints that he is not some kind of statue that just sisters there before offering his hand to Xion.

Roxas smiles, it's weary and he's certainly going to be needing to explain to her why he feels and at least looks a little like that Siege Machine from the Beast's Castle ran him over. But at least it is a genuine smile from him.]

I promised you I wouldn't keep any secrets.

So as soon as we get somewhere safe, I'll tell you everything.

[Her own body definitely.. definitely was feeling similarly. How long had she been out of it? Mm... Yet another thing to consider asking later. But for the moment... she started towards her own foothold on the world. A bit on the slow side though. Feeling sluggish... Whatever had happened had definitely ate up some of her usual energy. So when he offered that hand out to her, she gratefully took it. Looking to him with that same quiet smile. One that murmured a gratitude that didn't need to be spoken.]

Alright... Sounds. Sounds good...

[Reaffirming her grip on his hand... or was she squeezing it in assurance? Either way, she was carefully collecting herself to her feet then. At least attempting to. Roxas wasn't the only one dealing with the sleeping foot issue- only it was more of a leg. And how it gave out under her just as she put her weight onto it and she found herself nearly collapsing- catching herself the last moment but not before she had her other hand reached out, gripping his other arm for support. One awkward sort of half laugh later.] Guess... Guess I should take it a little easier....

[He'd nodded once they decided on a course of action, his hand squeezing back subconsciously as he shifted his weight a little to provide some better stability. Thankfully, he figured that if he was feeling not-entirely-balanced, she wouldn't be faring much better.

The instant Xion's balance gave out, he quickly moved, bringing his other arm into play so he could catch her -though it seemed that she was already thinking the same thing when her other hand reached out and grabbed onto it. Her half-laugh met with a playful grin.]

Yeah, it'll make more sense once we find an inn or something, but you've been through a lot.

[Roxas adjusts his footing and position, bringing Xion's arm over his shoulder and supporting her by reaching across her back and curling his hand to find purchase on her side. Admittedly, the closeness had the side-effect of making him feel that strange, somewhat pleasant awkwardness, but compared to all he'd just been feeling over the past however long had passed? That was a welcome sensation.]

Come on, I thought I saw a moogle not too far from here. It should be able to point us toward a place to stay.

[Xion nodded just a little at his first comment... trying her best to straighten out her footing enough to stand on her own. At least that had been the intent. But then he was collecting her arm and pulling it carefully around him, supplying her with his support. Something... that while she at first considered waving off, another knee-give later and she was feeling very fortunate that he had found her side with his other hand before then.

For a moment, she simply leaned against him. Quietly... content to just be there. To be... with him. Just a moment of selfishness. He wouldn't mind, would he? She... She hoped not. It was only a fleeting moment anyway- before she ducked her head until it was sunk against his shoulder, feeling somewhat abashed. An inn... He mentioned an inn, right? Although she wasn't sure what that was... she guessed as much that it was a place to stay.]

Right....

[When he felt her balance give again, he didn't call any attention to it; merely standing there and supporting Xion as best as he could. There was that strange feeling again, that particular sensation of closeness that he couldn't quite put his finger on. It was nice, without a doubt. It was also familiar and yet... and yet it was different. He really didn't have the luxury of thinking too deeply on things, but it was like being genuinely needed by someone.

So he was quiet, contenting himself to enjoying that feeling of having her close -of meaning something to someone other than just being a means to an end. At least she was one of perhaps two people in the world that ever thought of him as such.

Some part of Roxas really wanted to count Naminé into that lot, but he honestly found that he couldn't. And he certainly wasn't counting the one that'd just helped them; it was really their first encounter, so he couldn't even fathom why she'd rendered aide in the first place. Not that it diminished his gratitude in the least.

When she spoke up again, it yanked his attention back to the present as he offered his friend something of a sideways smile, making sure she was properly balanced before getting underway.]

Alright, I know you're probably a little wobbly-feeling, so if you need to lean, go right ahead.

I'm not going anywhere.

[Appreciably, it doesn't take them very long to find one of those omnipresent Moogles acting as a combination shop and information dealer. Contrary to how nearly useless it'd been on their arrival, once he mentioned that all they were looking for was lodging, it was quick to direct them toward a rather cozy little place. Of further fortune was the explanation by the desk clerk that they didn't even have to pay any Munny while they were staying -something about accommodations being provided by the Dressing Room... whatever that meant.

Which eventually left the two emerging through the doorway for a suite well-set for two. If either had any experience traveling like this prior, they probably would appreciate the four-star quality of the room.

But considering how each must feel at the moment, it's still just a nice place to rest and put things together.]

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Well it means that we get to see how this rolls along then, doesn't it?

True that /o/ At least a little longer.

Just enough to wrap up some non-plot-relevant loose ends.

After how many months? August, September, October... Six almost. @@;

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