one ✕ written

[lunaticked]

[ it's rather late in the evening - or early in the morning, depending on your perspective, when the following message appears in the journals. ]I remember this place. And I remember all of you

Comments

[written]

[flared]

[He watches the exchange between Xion and Saïx first, but once he hears Xion loudly storm out of the house, Axel finally replies.]

Well. You really like to start things off fast.

[written]

[lunaticked]

I was making observations.

Some, it would seem, take them badly.

[written]

[flared]

Oh, so was that a serious question there or were you just being sardonic. Kind of hard to tell!

[written]

[lunaticked]

That depends on one's perspective, does it not?

[written]

[flared]

Sardonic. Got it.

[written]

[lunaticked]

Of course.

You would think so, wouldn't you Axel?

[written]

[flared]

More like at this point I don't really think it could be anything else.

[written]

[lunaticked]

Oh?

[written]

[flared]

Just a guess.

[written]

[lunaticked]

I am sure that if it wasn't, you wouldn't be forthcoming with a straight answer either way.

[written] -> [voice]

[flared]

[He got tired of writing.]

Dunno, man. You really sure about that?

[voice]

[lunaticked]

[ laziness. ]

I am.

[voice]

[flared]

Yeah, you're probably right. But who knows, maybe you know the answer to that anyway.

[voice]

[lunaticked]

I wouldn't pretend to know what you think.

[voice]

[flared]

So you would be surprised if I told you I don't really have an answer?

[voice]

[lunaticked]

[ the briefest of pauses ]

Would you be surprised if I said yes?