[Voice Post]

[littlemorespark]

Was thinkin' of playin' Swing Low, Sweet Chariot - but it din't jus' seem right.

Instead, came up with sump'n of mah own.

[The tuning of a guitar, plucking of strings, before settling into a slow Blues tone, Billy's voice going deep and soulful]

We're face to face with th' face of life here

Comments

[schemingwords]

...Demyx would have appreciated the song. Thank you.

[littlemorespark]

'S no problem. Yer Zexion, right? Ah'm Rocketbilly Redcadillac.

[schemingwords]

A pleasure. Demyx spoke fondly of you.

[littlemorespark]

He's a good friend. Gets caught up worryin' sometimes about worryin' whether or not he's got a heart - 's not th' important thing though. If y'c'n feel like you've got one, why not?

[schemingwords]

It is...different, with us Nobodies. But Demyx felt more than most of us.

He shall be back, better than before.

[littlemorespark]

So he tol' me. But 's important t'keep on feelin' anyhow, or tryin', anyway. Otherwise, how y'gonna even know if 's worth havin'.

[schemingwords]

Very, very true.