[ Nobodies. Beings without hearts. Beings who want to be complete, some who will stop it nothing to achieve that wholeness. Sora tries to conjure up every minuscule bit of information he knows he has somewhere inside of his head, but the truth is details are often lost on him, the bulk of the matter easier to hold onto and either defend or what-have-you. With Roxas the matter has, since coming here, become different already but now it takes on another dimension yet again. Sora, who supposes he should be used to the feeling by now maybe, doesn't know what to make of it. ]
I mean...what...uh...nothing. Just sort of talking.
[ He shrugs, laughing a little, before nodding toward the entrance. ]
no subject
I mean...what...uh...nothing. Just sort of talking.
[ He shrugs, laughing a little, before nodding toward the entrance. ]
Let's go in.