[ With a misgiving or five, Sora shows up quickly because he runs the whole way there, figuring he wouldn't beat Roxas in arriving but that the least he could do was to make his own effort. Pausing to catch his breath he peers around before starting to circle the carousel, not having remembered to specify which side.
There aren't - Sora thinks - a lot of things Roxas could want to talk about, not to him, all things considered. Even without really explaining anything, he knows that a lot of the pieces have been there to put together; they're just seemingly improbable pieces to begin with. Even to Sora it doesn't all make sense in the most basic form, his mind wrapping around things with more difficulty than his heart ever has.
He figures if Riku were around he might shed more insight, more light, but he also knows he can't go around depending on Riku for that whether he's here or not.
Then again, he thinks, scuffing his toe on the pavement, Roxas might be asking him about something completely unrelated.
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There aren't - Sora thinks - a lot of things Roxas could want to talk about, not to him, all things considered. Even without really explaining anything, he knows that a lot of the pieces have been there to put together; they're just seemingly improbable pieces to begin with. Even to Sora it doesn't all make sense in the most basic form, his mind wrapping around things with more difficulty than his heart ever has.
He figures if Riku were around he might shed more insight, more light, but he also knows he can't go around depending on Riku for that whether he's here or not.
Then again, he thinks, scuffing his toe on the pavement, Roxas might be asking him about something completely unrelated.
Of course, nothing else actually comes to mind. ]