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[Here, have a late-teen Sora. Currently very confused and poking his head into random rooms. Judging by the napkin filled with cookies... he just found the kitchen. Chewing noisily he squinted a little]

Uh...

Where's Riku?

Y'see I was supposed to meet him at the ice cream parlor...

But this isn't it. Good cookies though.

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[have a sobbing Roxas speed walking by, carrying something in his hands.]

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[Woah! Concerned Sora mode]

H-hey! What's wrong?

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[stops dead in his tracks, shivering and crying. he can't even form coherent words, but he holds his palms flat out to show something inside of them--

--a tiny little golden finch on its back, dead to the world.]

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[...Oh. Frowning he stepped closer, observing the dead bird.]

I'm so sorry...

[but really, what help was that? Instead he hesitantly put an arm around him in an awkward one armed hug]

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[easily accepts the hug, nuzzling his face against the other Sora's neck as he does with Mason. softly, he murmurs ...]

Not all Soras are bad ...

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[Decides to ignore the whole 'not all Soras' thing because he hasn't met another him yet]

Well I should hope not. I try not to be bad if I can help it.

[flushes slightly at the nuzzling but he pats the others back in a comforting way]

What was its name?

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[sniffs and holds it close, just trying to stay as close to Sora as possible.]

His name was ... Icarus. He was my friend ...

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[Right, this was much more important than his cookies. Stuffing the napkin of sweets into his pocket he circled him arms better around him. He knew what it was like, losing a beloved pet.

Holding him for a quiet moment he decided to speak]

Icarus... that's a great name. You know... he isn't really gone. You still love him right? As long as you keep him in your heart and remember all the fun you had with him then it's like he's still here.

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Really ..? He's in my heart ..?

[looking down at himself as if he expects Icarus' soul to flutter right from his chest. he's hopeful and painfully uninformed, so he's ready to believe anything.]