Return from the Abyss
Roxas had taken a leave of absence recently, venturing to the outskirts of London, looking for answers. He still couldn't remember what had compelled him to go there but he came back just as he had left, alone and with no answers. He had nothing to tell Axel, no adventures to speak of and certainly no way to determine whether or not these "hearts" were real. Roxas had learned though that it was probably time he just let things go. If Axel was ever going to believe that he might get a heart he would have to do it on his own time. Roxas was now going to be focused on school for the most part he decided. The perils of his predicament were no longer worth his time to dwell over. So the blonde sat at the Gryfinndor table in the Great Hall, munching away at the bit of food on the plate in front of him, waiting for someone to fill the empty space beside him.