[Roxas thought the way Sora withdrew was a little weird, but he appreciated the space. He was ready to stretch his legs finally and get off the moon, and he's taken to the new dwelling about as well as one could expect. He's actually spent a lot of time in his room-- or rather, his and Sora's shared room-- but whenever Sora's around, he hides whatever he's working on.
This is one of those times. Sora might catch a glimpse of string and that's it. It's gone, shoved under his pillow, and Roxas is looking a little alarmed.
Great start, really.]
Oh... uh... hey.
[They haven't spoken for a while. It suddenly occurs to Roxas that it's been a couple of weeks. ... Did he do something? Did Sora finally get tired of him?]
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This is one of those times. Sora might catch a glimpse of string and that's it. It's gone, shoved under his pillow, and Roxas is looking a little alarmed.
Great start, really.]
Oh... uh... hey.
[They haven't spoken for a while. It suddenly occurs to Roxas that it's been a couple of weeks. ... Did he do something? Did Sora finally get tired of him?]