It's this familiar yet unfamiliar push and pull. She's whole with her own heart, yet something in her still overwhelms her at first at the sight of memory invoking yet alien white walls, especially with that pod in place. She takes a sharp breath as she anchors herself with a hand clutching her head, eyes wrestling to focus past the momentary imagery flashing through her mind and onto the present environment.
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It's this familiar yet unfamiliar push and pull. She's whole with her own heart, yet something in her still overwhelms her at first at the sight of memory invoking yet alien white walls, especially with that pod in place. She takes a sharp breath as she anchors herself with a hand clutching her head, eyes wrestling to focus past the momentary imagery flashing through her mind and onto the present environment.
It's the girl standing next to the pod that really hits her. And suddenly, like that, the ghost of the motions are gone and her head is clearing up. She knows that girl. After all, she's the one she met by the end of things. The one who Riku sent her to see... And now she's suddenly there in front of her (and ...Ven, she idly notes) and Xion almost feels like stepping forward and saying something immediate- ] Naminé? [ ...-ly, yeah. She's been told it's a memory, but... ]