Night 57: Front Desk (Medical Wing)

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[from here]Unsurprisingly, the door opened with a twist of the handle and little pressure. The interior hidden behind a door long since locked--if they were to believe the blow-hard of a commander who had taken control--was quite large, dwarfing the sun room in comparison. Enclaves and doorways crept away from them, and Albedo was idly curious--

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Albedo's question was meant to test him. That was what he decided immediately. He hadn't missed the hatred that etched its way over his features; it didn't take familiarity with another person to see how quickly he turned himself away from his favor. It figured that the person he chose for his evening run would be so quick on the turn of emotions-or perhaps it was because Riku didn't deal with taunting and teasing the same way others did. He was usually responsible for it, and it was done for a reason. He didn't bother otherwise.

After all, the boy who did was gone, washed up on the Islands with his dreams and hopes that only turned out to be coated in Darkness.

"And waste my time looking for them?" he posed in return. "If Sora and Kairi are still here, they'll understand why I needed to do this." That was half a lie, but Albedo didn't need to know that. His friends would never fully understand the way he motivated himself and went about his tasks. As for the names, he dropped them to see if Albedo was aware of them. If not, no problem, but he didn't want to waste an opportunity.

He shook his head and looked on ahead toward the same doors. He'd let Albedo make the move this time. He considered adding more-about how he wasn't here to dawdle or else he'd just stay in bed-but he decided against it. After that look on Albedo's face, he lost any lengthy explanations, and Riku didn't want him to think he bothered to turn on the charm again.

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What was helpful was that the dear blow-hard had given specific instructions, and none of these pretty little locked doors were labeled what Albedo was looking for. He sighed, continuing on.

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