For once, Roxas had at least part of the answer. And the more he listened to and watched the former Cloaked Schemer, the more inclined he was to believe that he was telling the truth and that he was just as he seemed: looking for answers.
So against his better judgment, Roxas relinquishes his hold on his weapon and allows it to vanish into the ether before he starts. "Sort of. The best I've been able to figure is that we're in Sora's heart... again, in my case. But it's different from last time." He gestures to the stained glass visage on the floor, "This for example, had nothing to do with me and everything to do with Sora last time... but this time, I recognize all but one of these faces."
He offers a confused sigh accompanied by a shake of his head, "And then last time, I was here alone. Which makes you being here make not a lot of sense because I don't think Sora ever met you either as a person or a Nobody."
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So against his better judgment, Roxas relinquishes his hold on his weapon and allows it to vanish into the ether before he starts. "Sort of. The best I've been able to figure is that we're in Sora's heart... again, in my case. But it's different from last time." He gestures to the stained glass visage on the floor, "This for example, had nothing to do with me and everything to do with Sora last time... but this time, I recognize all but one of these faces."
He offers a confused sigh accompanied by a shake of his head, "And then last time, I was here alone. Which makes you being here make not a lot of sense because I don't think Sora ever met you either as a person or a Nobody."