The way Roxas remained quiet as he was, while he had a tendency to be prone to thought like she herself, it still made for an uneasy silence between them. Her thoughts already starting to run rampant. How this couldn't be- How maybe they were just in that nightmare realm again that they had visited once before- but then they had stopped that just weeks ago. Everything had been normal... or as normal as things could get living the life of another person incognito while trying to help this ghost of a child collect the shards and settle whatever dispute was befalling Haven. But still, it was at least a constant. But now...
...Now, she was nearly bumping into him. She had been so tangled in thought, Xion hadn't even realized that he had stopped until it was almost too late. She stumbled back a few paces to give him space before curiously peering out around him. At first, she wasn't sure just what was going on. But that cluelessness was soon derailed as he knelt and now Xion could make out something on the ground before him that had caught his attention. She found herself drawing to a knee herself, murmuring out, "What is it?" Her voice growing small towards the end as she finally noticed the package- the print on it in specific and she just- Those were their names. Not Anne's or Lucen's. Theirs. And it made her stiffen at the sight, so uncertain with her body feeling like it was twisting on the inside.
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...Now, she was nearly bumping into him. She had been so tangled in thought, Xion hadn't even realized that he had stopped until it was almost too late. She stumbled back a few paces to give him space before curiously peering out around him. At first, she wasn't sure just what was going on. But that cluelessness was soon derailed as he knelt and now Xion could make out something on the ground before him that had caught his attention. She found herself drawing to a knee herself, murmuring out, "What is it?" Her voice growing small towards the end as she finally noticed the package- the print on it in specific and she just- Those were their names. Not Anne's or Lucen's. Theirs. And it made her stiffen at the sight, so uncertain with her body feeling like it was twisting on the inside.
"What's..." What was going on...?