[ In reply, Sora slips off the carousel, still grinning. ] Yeah, sounds good!
It'll be nice to not have to walk on my hands for it this time. [ His hand goes to the back of his head, a shrug there before he drops it to his side and nods in the direction they should go to get to the ice cream shop.
There's a warmth in his chest where his heart is, something steady and hopeful that tends to carry him through, but it feels - and maybe this is all in his head but he can't tell - as if it doesn't belong only to him. ]
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It'll be nice to not have to walk on my hands for it this time. [ His hand goes to the back of his head, a shrug there before he drops it to his side and nods in the direction they should go to get to the ice cream shop.
There's a warmth in his chest where his heart is, something steady and hopeful that tends to carry him through, but it feels - and maybe this is all in his head but he can't tell - as if it doesn't belong only to him. ]