[The feed starts up. There's Isa, holding it. But he's not in his room. Instead, he's standing in the hallway. He's wearing an
elegant outfit with a
silver mask, just like the curse dictates. But he's not worried about that--not fully. No, he's more worried about what he saw of Demyx's feed yesterday. Seems they could both use some cheering up.]
Hey, Demyx. You... Wanna go out? Or somethin'? Not like a date, but just... To cheer up. Get our mind off things. Maybe for a meal or somethin'.
[He scratches the back of his neck, seeming a bit nervous.]