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[Pretends to have no idea at all as to why he's waking hours before dawn and fleeing from any remotely darkened room, which may induce sleep. Nightmares? What nightmares?

On another note, rediscovers how much coffee and Roxas mesh much like the contents of a train-wreck. Maybe it's just the nature of being rudely awakened, then denying yourself any rest through the night or following morning, which makes downing the muddy bilious stuff torture. This is shown by the way he's squinting blue-ringed eyes at the ceramic mug which said...unholy liquid..is growing tepid within.

Perhaps that glare could will it away, because getting up and walking to the sink ...isn't an option. Not when curling up in the embrace of a toasty-warm sofa is possible instead.

And it's so peaceful that he can't resist shutting one eye for a while... or maybe both. But they're blinking open after a minute or ten, so that's not encouraging sleep- right? Then neither is propping head on knees, arms around legs and letting the afghan fall over his eyes a bit. ....Not sleeping. No, no.

..Roxas is just still awake if he's -thinking- & concentrating on his thoughts in order to stay conscious. Mmhm~ Right.. t-thinki-..]

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[Dead to the world.]

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[that does not escape Axel's notice, and he's pretty sure he knows what Roxas's mind is going back to. He nods, wishing he hadn't brought it up...but the words themselves were somewhat involuntary. Awkward silence is a go.]

[You'd think anxiety or a fit of restlessness would go hand-in-hand with the looming quiet. Roxas would have placed his money on that at any other time. There is none, however, from his side of the proverbial table.

As distressing the topic may be, and though both their minds must be wandering on it fairly steadily; Roxas is incapable of pushing himself into a more dire mood.

Maybe the responsible party is that eerie calm which comes from Roxas' chosen recline. Yes, a certain someone is still pillowed so that every word or motion from his companion is amplified then radiated directly to him. There is no middleman of distance or air, so all of it feels much more vivid... and real enough to act as proof of Axel's continued existence for another breath, heartbeat or moment.

On more thing which shouldn't be, but is. In more than one way.]

Hm~
You kept your promise.
[ One twitch of mouth follows in the wake of this almost nostalgic thought.]

[there's a short laugh. Relief, amusement, genuine disbelief - he doesn't know and he doesn't care.]

So I did. I'm making too many of those nowadays.

Now you've got me curious..

[As soon as Axel's chuckle begins his tags along after. Roxas is not so much tickled by the sheer fact of the frequent oath-making, but how it feels to have the other laugh directly under his cheek. Reciprocating the soft echo he catches from his companion's chest just feels like a natural reaction. ]

Tell me all about it?

[Rethinks this, as other instances that sworn declarations have been made might be of a private nature.]

Or...anything really.
I- enjoy listening to your voice...

[he would rather not. It wasn't admitting it in the first place, and getting into the specifics at this point is a little more difficult. Not that he doesn't trust this Roxas or anything like that.]

Is that so. Sorry to disappoint, but I'm not one for pontification.

Sort of leaves us with the silence...

[It wasn't a baited question, and more or less was purposefully said to ignore the option most likely to come if one of them wasn't about to converse. Talking about himself was all fine and dandy- but Roxas somehow had the feeling his world's Axel might come up. Maybe it was mere paranoia to worry. But how do you explain to someone that...you come from a place where they never existed?

So said his meager memories, at least. ]

[shrugs and smiles apologetically. If Roxas only knew how rare actual peace and quiet was for him, occurring so seldom that Axel has developed a preference for it. Strange penchant for someone whose sphere of influence was fire...but also logical in a twisted way.

But one-on-one conversations also fell in the same category.]

Ever tried sea-salt ice cream?

Sea...what?

You're really serious huh?
Though, anything made from Ocean salt sounds...

[Makes a noise of mild revulsion while crinkling his nose at the notion of something having the flavor of beach sand. ]

Can't say I have~

Wow. You're deprived for a Roxas.

I wouldn't say that.

Not anymore, at least.

[A Roxas is usually seen around the following: an Axel or sea-salt ice cream. The order varies according to said Roxas's mood. Though when HIS Roxas is concerned, it's usually the latter. For about ten seconds or so before he shows up and tries to converse with/annoy (depending on who you asked) the kid.]

Okay, I'm exaggerating. But seriously, you've never had it? Thought it was as instinctive as "got it memorized?" is for me.

[One more thing to explain, or more like horde from the other and speak little of, is his memory loss. Good luck recalling if he'd taken part of some fancy new-age ice cream when he couldn't even recall important parts of his life back in reality...his dimension... Earth. Take your pick.]

Nope.
You'll have to treat me to it sometime.

And though I understand what you mean..
I don't seem to be-
....or even really feel exactly like the other...me's..here.

[files that appointment away in his mind. See, there he goes again. But he doesn't particularly mind.]

You'd be surprised, Rox.

Not sure if that's a good thing or bad.
[Tries for a smile.....even if it falters some.]

Kind of like the originality I thought I had.
Despite being one of a hundred me's....still try and tell myself I'm unique.

Though...
Guess...all of us started out thinking we were the only one-

But it doesn't make things easier in accepting that we're little more than a dime a dozen.

[watches. There's a peculiar stillness reflected in his eyes. You're talking to someone who was created - who knows all about how perfectly expendable he is.]

I seriously doubt that. It'd be silly to say another Roxas could make me...

[trails off, a little uncomfortable with the (un)certainty of the unfinished statement.]

'sides, it'd be boring if everyone who looked the same acted the same.

Suppose everything has it's advantages and disadvantages.
Some might claim it would get dull-

But if I could run into 'people' half as accepting as you around every corner... Wouldn't mind a few sacrifices.
The wor-...this place could use the good influence.

[Would prefer to make that a blanket statement for all individuals, but since Axel's used the correlation of faces to personas; it's probably an unspoken suggestion that he means Axels, instead.]

And yet-
Think you're right in a way.

There's only one of you.

[Taps chest]
No matter how many are wearing your face or started out life in a position different than yours.
And I know him.

Not everyone else does.
So that makes me feel lucky.

[smiles.]

Thanks, Rox.

...don't underestimate yourself either, y'know?

Don't think I can with you around.

You're a really pain like that~.

[Rubs at his shoulder absently.]

Tch. I'm not that high-maintenance.

I don't know...

Some would beg to differ.
[ Just instigating things for the sake of it. ]

Guess you're worth it though.
........Probably~.

Ow, so much doubt.

[Smiles warmly.]
Okay, so I exaggerated a bit too.

I'm here though, aren't I?
Imagine that should say enough, and set your poor heart of glass at ease.

[smirk.]

Because like you said, I'm just so fragile.

[Running with this line of thought, because it is -too- delightfully full of possibilities to ignore.]

Don't I know it.

[Really trying to lay it on thick here, and so he shifts around to get a direct view of the poor soul he's pestering. Arms cross over the Axel's chest and chin rests upon them as Roxas pulls on something akin to a guise of exasperation.]

From here on out, I'll try and be more considerate of your extensive vulnerability~.

Heh. Nice to know I've got someone looking out for me. [joking or sincere? Maybe both.]

Though I think if anyone attacks me, you're gonna miss most of the fun.

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Adhk.... A really -awful- pain....

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