[ Since Roxas arriving the first time, Sora didn't know what to think, and over time he'd gotten it into his head (not for the first time but more thoroughly, more repeatedly) that there was more to this idea of a Nobody than anyone might know or have the ability to know, that maybe lacking a heart wasn't as simple as lacking the kind of heart he knew, the kind he had. He'd thought of Axel and then how angry too Roxas had been (rightfully) and thought there was no way to feel so much without some semblance of feeling, all the strings a heart seems to be made of.
He's surprised when Roxas pulls him into a hug but gladdened and he slips his arms around him in return, the very sort of hug reserved for close friends, which makes sense. They haven't the history or the time that he and Riku and Kairi have, or that Axel and Roxas had - and the other he'd mentioned who still confuses Sora for not knowing of them - Xion. He smiles and hooks his chin on the other boy's shoulder, noting that it's not only his heart beating out a lifeline.
When he withdraws it's not really withdrawing, considering that his hands find rests on either of Roxas' shoulders as he stares at him. ]
Your heart...
[ It would sound silly to most other people but to Roxas, he thinks, it won't sound silly at all because it's acknowledgment of what he possesses, what is his. They are synchronized uncannily but unmistakably there are two pulses at work here. He wants to ask 'how', but he wants to ask a lot of things - what Roxas would like to do first, if he's tired, if he's really okay since that landing sounded tough, and what made him smile back then.
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He's surprised when Roxas pulls him into a hug but gladdened and he slips his arms around him in return, the very sort of hug reserved for close friends, which makes sense. They haven't the history or the time that he and Riku and Kairi have, or that Axel and Roxas had - and the other he'd mentioned who still confuses Sora for not knowing of them - Xion. He smiles and hooks his chin on the other boy's shoulder, noting that it's not only his heart beating out a lifeline.
When he withdraws it's not really withdrawing, considering that his hands find rests on either of Roxas' shoulders as he stares at him. ]
Your heart...
[ It would sound silly to most other people but to Roxas, he thinks, it won't sound silly at all because it's acknowledgment of what he possesses, what is his. They are synchronized uncannily but unmistakably there are two pulses at work here. He wants to ask 'how', but he wants to ask a lot of things - what Roxas would like to do first, if he's tired, if he's really okay since that landing sounded tough, and what made him smile back then.
Look sharp.
What brought him to that point? ]