[ Even though they're walking side by side, Roxas lets Sora decide which twists and turns to take throughout the Palace. He doesn't, and maybe can't, have a preference.
He does look around, taking everything in, even though it means as little to him as anything else. It's quieter here, but that only helps a little.
After a little while, though, the niggling thought that's been working its way up finally wants to work its way out. ]
Hey.
[ And another few seconds before he articulates it. ]
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He does look around, taking everything in, even though it means as little to him as anything else. It's quieter here, but that only helps a little.
After a little while, though, the niggling thought that's been working its way up finally wants to work its way out. ]
Hey.
[ And another few seconds before he articulates it. ]
Who are you?