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[Unfortunately for Roxas, he'd left Riku's room by the time the next change hit. What's visible on the Sphere seems to show he's back in his own room, apparently for a supply run, from the items scattered about.
But now itty!Roxas is sitting on his bed. Most of his clothing is scattered about, having fallen off his small, frail-looking frame. Only the black shirt he was wearing remains, but thankfully it trails down to his knees.
He's silent for quite a while. Looking around, blinking. His expression does not once change from utter blankness, and he never utters a sound. The only sign of life from this little statue is when he tilts his head to the side. When he finally speaks it's with quiet, dead seriousness that sounds strange in such a young kid.]
Who am I?
But now itty!Roxas is sitting on his bed. Most of his clothing is scattered about, having fallen off his small, frail-looking frame. Only the black shirt he was wearing remains, but thankfully it trails down to his knees.
He's silent for quite a while. Looking around, blinking. His expression does not once change from utter blankness, and he never utters a sound. The only sign of life from this little statue is when he tilts his head to the side. When he finally speaks it's with quiet, dead seriousness that sounds strange in such a young kid.]
Who am I?