[ In a way part of Sora knew time between speaking and arriving might be something Roxas could do with - to orient or something, to...well Sora isn't sure specifically but he had an idea of it. Roxas' clothing is immediately more familiar or, maybe the word should be more normal, but then that sounds wrong too even in his head. This is more how Sora had thought of him though, not cloaked and lost or dissimilarly cloaked and angry, but the last time he saw him to his own knowledge - standing half see-through and seeming okay, not that he'd had the chance to ask.
The mirrored greeting makes Sora laugh though, a brief slightly sheepish thing accompanied by the raise of his hand to the back of his head, gesturing with his other one. ]
You know I sort of thought I'd never see you again. [ His smile flickers, something unhappy there with the thought but he smooths it out again. ] I'm glad I was wrong.
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The mirrored greeting makes Sora laugh though, a brief slightly sheepish thing accompanied by the raise of his hand to the back of his head, gesturing with his other one. ]
You know I sort of thought I'd never see you again. [ His smile flickers, something unhappy there with the thought but he smooths it out again. ] I'm glad I was wrong.