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[Sits up with a start and a sharp intake of breath, looking around quickly before a hand moved up to touch his face. Frowning, he runs his fingers over his own features before looking down at his hands and finally the floor.]

I...I want my mask back.

[At this his clenches his fists, which are curiously bloody.]

What did I..? I can't have...

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You don't like your name, too, then?

[bends down, hands behind her back, until she's eye level with him.] Questions need answers, Ja - Roxas.

No, I don't. It's not what I was called, and so many people here have it as well.

[frowns] Any other questions?

And what were you called then?

Frowns should not mar a pretty face.

I'm the Repairman's Assistant. Someday I'll be the Repairman, as my friend will be the Apothecary.

I wouldn't know about pretty.

Ah, maybe I should call you Hephaestus instead. This friend of yours, is he around?

You do and you don't, pretty one.

Shall you be able to tinker with your things? [gestures to his hands.]

Hephaestus..? No, he's not here.

I'm no different than any Roxas here in means of appearance, for the most part.

[looks to his hands] It wasn't the worst...hands bleed a good deal.

Repairman's Assitant, Repairman to the Gods. And you are alone, then?

On the outside. In the inside, we shall see, hm? [peers at him.]

[headtilt.] Still unsightly to see. Shall I heal them?

Gods, huh? It seems I am, but I'm used to that.

[gives her a dubious look]

I think that potion another Roxas gave me worked... [inspects his hands again, wondering if he's missed something]

Mhmmm. This place should change that solitude of yours.

[she liiiikes him. but she's not saying anything. just because he was the first to call her out on her habit of naming strangers.]

Another one has come to help you already? I see.

It seems like it, weird as it is.

I didn't expect it but he helped, though he didn't have to.

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