Hmph. While this Rude was the proverbial "man of few words," von Karma found more potential use from him than a number of the other patients he had met put together. He would still ask Franziska about the man... as well as the other people he had learned that she had been spending time around. Many of them were utter fools, especially that
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The dampness of Sora's hair made it so that its usual shape was slightly weighed down by the water, and yet his spikes were still fighting to poke out the way they always did. He ran a hand through all of it, letting out a small sigh as he headed toward an empty seat. It looked like he'd showered pretty quickly, since the Sun Room was still almost empty.
Maybe he should have savored the hot water and the soap for a little longer, but there was no point in dwelling on it now.
Sitting down in a comfy armchair, the boy pulled his legs up and then crossed them comfortably. With his body all warmed up from the shower, he was almost tempted to take a nap. What he really knew he should be doing, though, was keeping an eye out for Riku or Kairi. Both of them were probably still getting clean (or on their way to), but he made sure to watch for them nonetheless.
[For Luxord!]
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So he was about to be bothered again. Great. Sora shook a hand through his still-wet hair and fought back a sigh. "Morning," he returned, but his tone wasn't exactly high up on the friendly scale.
"You should know by now that this is no game," he pointed out. "You've been here long enough." In fact, Luxord and Xigbar were the ones who'd stuck around for the longest, other than him. That wasn't exactly an encouraging realization to be making, but there it was nonetheless. Leave it to this particular Nobody to act like everything was a game, though. That had even come down to life or death, in the past.
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