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[Okay, it's warm. Very very warm. Even for the evening it's hotter than usual...but that doesn't explain why there's a blond boy wandering through the forest without his shoes and without his shirt. True to New Feather nature, the boy's wearing just the white cotton pants as he shuffles along through the forest.

It isn't until he gets to the center of town that he stops, staring at his surroundings with blank eyes. Well, great. None of this is registering.

Attention, Luceti. Would the owners of a blonde derp please come and claim your friend? He's not going anywhere for a while. It's a little too hard to process anything right now.

Is he staring at you? Or you? You seem like someone interesting.]

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-- Right! We're friends, too.

[he pries open the door to their house, then pats the back of Roxas' shoulder to guide him inside. maybe he just needs to... sleep it off or something-- or at least, Sora needs some time to figure out what to do.]

...friends. [Sure bro, if you say so. Roxas is going to head right in there and just look around the house, trying to see what he can determine from the living quarters. Okay it's big and there are a lot of rooms and sounds and smells. It's a little overwhelming, so he moves closer to Sora, but beyond that? It's kind of fascinating. He gestures to the house then, the different rooms in front of him.] Friends...?

[Sora lifts his head to smile at Roxas, dipping his head in a nod.]

Your friends live in those rooms. I live here, too.

[Okay. That we can understand. He's going to start walking though, curious if one of those rooms belongs to him.]

[Sora just watches silently for a moment, taking the pause as a chance to acknowledge how... completely at a loss on how to help he feels right now. what could he do? he doesn't even understand what's wrong, other than Roxas just seems like a complete zombie.]

[... no, letting him be, or waiting to see if he recovers isn't an option. he doesn't know how to help, but gosh darnit he's going to find a way to help anyway. Sora takes a few long strides to catch up, then points out each room to him, and who occupies each.]

See? This is my room... Here's Kairi's and Xion's and Riku's and-- and this one's yours. Get it?

[He seems a bit interested in Sora's room and Xion's, but he actually gives a quiet snort of dismissal when it comes to Riku's. He doesn't seem to care about Kairi one way or another, but when they approach his own room he stops, opening the door further and tentatively stepping in. Don't mind him as he examines his surroundings. He's never had a real space of his own. Not that he knows of, anyway. Feel free to join him, Sora.]

...mine.

Right, yours! [Sora's not far behind, offering his encouragement as Roxas looks around.]

Your own room's perfect if you need some time alone, but... Don't forget that your friends are here to help you out if you need it. Okay?

[Like a chamber then, or a pod. Okay, he thinks he gets it. He nods to agree with what Sora says, moving toward the window to look out at the village.]

How...long have you been here?

It's been a few months. You've been here a lot longer than I have, though.

[well... in a way, at least.]

How?

I don't know-- I don't remember being here before a few months ago. I'm sorry.

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