Day 330: ~ Identity ~
[It's late night, early morning when Roxas contemplates asking some questions to the late-night owls, the insomniacs, and the unrested population of Scorched. He has too much on his mind, but he knows stress has been building up from the recent rally to his overly frequent trips into the mist and the constant nightmares that come with it. It's basically a shot in the dark when he clicks on the audio feed, but he's used to not receiving answers anyways.]
So...I kinda have a few questions... [There's an uncertain pause, and it's easy to tell just from his voice that the kid's exhausted.]
If you couldn't remember anything, do you think you'd be the same person you are now? Or at least close to how you are?
...And...how many of you consider this a "vacation" compared to what you have to deal with at home? Does anyone know about sea-salt ice cream either?
So...I kinda have a few questions... [There's an uncertain pause, and it's easy to tell just from his voice that the kid's exhausted.]
If you couldn't remember anything, do you think you'd be the same person you are now? Or at least close to how you are?
...And...how many of you consider this a "vacation" compared to what you have to deal with at home? Does anyone know about sea-salt ice cream either?