[Hi Ruby City. Take a look at that. The video image you're seeing is in one of the resting rooms of the clinic. Seems like someone's been out of the loop for awhile considering the indistinguishable groaning and grumbling that the microphone's picking up. Finally, the image somewhat jerkily pans around before a pretty beaten-looking Roxas comes
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And yet there she was. And there he was. And she was feeling him holding onto her and her holding onto him. Feeling the slight rise and fall of his chest against her, the warmth of his bare skin as she rested her chin on his shoulder, the solidness of his back against her hands. That little squeeze of reassurance.
The way his body reverberated slightly as those words left him. The words themselves hanging by her ear. Hanging in the air, stringing themselves to that false, beating heart of hers. It made her hold on him tighten as she buried her face in his shoulder. Just a moment. Just holding to that moment. Breathing in slowly and then out... And then finally raising her head and backing up a bit... because hadn't she been intent on helping him get to bed?] Come on... I'll help you...
[Trailing off again. Because it was around then that she saw those... Was he...? She studied Roxas' face carefully hardly a few inches off from her own.]
...Are you alright?
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That was probably the one upside to when he'd returned, he never felt pain or discomfort -but then he never felt anything pleasant either. It was a venerable limbo with himself and his feelings, feelings without any real outlet. Yet now, now he had an outlet. There was cause and effect, sensations both physical and emotional. And as if all his hurt and resentment from earlier were trying to yield a reward of some kind, he now had this peaceful moment where he was with one of his best friends.
Figuring that he was neither in and mood or condition to argue, Roxas merely nodded with her offer, letting Xion shoulder some of his weight -well, what little of it there was, as they walked back to his bed. When she called him on that wet sensation on his cheeks though, he gave a moment's pause and blinked for a moment as he realized that he really wasn't sure why he'd cried... he wasn't sad.]
Yeah, I'm okay... [He laughs weakly.] It's a little weird, I don't really feel sad right now, but there's tears on my cheeks.
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She kept up with him with careful steps, making sure take things by his pace. His legs might have been in better working condition than his upper body, really, but after he had collapsed on her earlier, she wasn't going to let him off so easily. Giving him perhaps just enough freedom so he wouldn't feel smothered but she was definitely sticking close to him, helping him lower himself back to the bed. Whether he wanted to sit or lay down was to his discretion, but she would be right there with him either way, finding a seat at the foot of it. It just felt better that way. Being close to him. It seemed like something he needed right then... and with her being virtually worthless with helping out in any other way in the situation, it was the least she could do. Still, it was about that time that something had clicked with her. Throughout all the distractions and all the things wearing on her between them, it hadn't really hit her before. But now that her attention wasn't being constantly pulled every which way, she couldn't help but blink at the realization that he wasn't exactly... well. Wearing much of anything. A blink that slowly turned to her looking down at the floor rather than him a little abruptly, but otherwise she didn't say anything. Just remaining silent.]
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The important thing was that now, she was here and he was here... all they'd need is to somehow have Axel show up again with sea salt ice cream and they'd be set for a storybook reunion. It was a notion he somehow couldn't even bring himself to chuckle at because of not only how absurd that possibility was, but just how he knew it wouldn't be that simple. Things were never that simple for them.
He was just turning his attention to Xion when he noticed the way she seemed a little less than willing to give him much of a glance anymore. And it was about then that things clicked for him -well, all the wrong things clicked anyway. With how she tended to worry about things, he figured she was probably upset and while he had no proof, he wouldn't have put it past her now to somehow blame herself for the fix he was in. Well, that was something he'd need to take care of before it got out of hand.]
Uhm... sorry about how I look right now. [Roxas chuckles somewhat awkwardly.] I really hadn't planned on getting worked over like this.
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Still, she wasn't entirely lost to his feelings. She couldn't exactly erase that kind of reaction from her mind. It was a memory that... while although it made her all kinds of uneasy. Made her false heart ache, it was something... she wouldn't forget. A memory she would hold to and... keep in mind.
But for right at that moment, it was something dropped on the backburner. Because, well- There was just something about the situation and how he... And then he was- What?
She looked up at him, appearing startled and blinking awkwardly in turn to that chuckle.]
N-No, it's- It's not about... Well, it is a little, but not... ...You don't have to apologize. It's... [She cast her eyes away, no longer being able to hold her gaze at the sight of him- Now that she had noticed that, it was hard not to let her eyes wander a little. But... But it wasn't like she knew it was okay and w-well. Pushing herself to look up at him again. J-Just-look-at-his-face.] I-It's alright. Just...
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