[But... something about the wording of this post, something that's nagging at his mem-
W͞͠è̛l҉̧͟͞l̴̸̡̀,̶̢́͢ ̸͘͡͡t͏ḩ̀e̸̸ ̸̨̢͟á̀͜҉n̵̵̕͡s̷̛̕͟w̵͢͠͝ȩr̸̢ ̶̕͝ý̷̸́̕o̷̡͠u̢̢͞͡ ͞͏̛͜ć̢o̵m͜͟҉e̶̸͞͞҉ ̸̶͞ų̵̷́͟p̧͢͏̢ ̸̸̶w̢̢҉͢͡i̢҉͟ţ͢h̢̀̕͡͝ ca̷n͟'̷t͘ ̶ju̸s̡t be ͏rig̷h͞t for you. I̶̕͞͞t̸̕͢ ̷͟͜͞h̛҉a̧͘͢͝s͡҉̡͝ ̡́͘͜t̵͘o҉͘ ̵̶͏͢b͏̛e̛͠ ̛̕o̸̕͡͡ņ̀é̴̴̢͢ ̡̨͏̸́t͏͜ḩ̸̧a̸͟t̶̕͏ ̶̵̕͞w̧͡҉͜ǫ̶̷̛́r͟k҉̵͜s̨͘͠ best for everybody, y̶͟͡o̕͘u̴͢ ̧͟a̶̴͢nd̛̛͘ ̕y̨ó̷uŕ ̴͡f҉҉ŗ̷ie̵͠͝ǹ̸d̴s͏͟ ͝a͝n͡d̷͡ ̵év̕͏e̢͞ry̧̨o̢n͟e̸ ̨e̷͟l̶̕s̶e̡͏.̡̛҉
He clutches his head as the fractured fragment of a memory flashes through his mind - had that been the islands just then? what- why couldn't he place this... Who was Xion really? Why couldn't he remember her? - and he leans back in his seat, hands pressing against his side of his head as he wills the pain to pass, barely noticing Keeba Tiger and Majik Lapin summoning themselves and pressing against his legs and side.
He exhales once the worst of it has passed, letting one of his hands drop down, curling it into Keeba Tiger's fur, absently petting it while he lets Majik Lapin climb up his leg and rub against his other hand.
...Just what had that been about?
That memory... Xion... just what is it that he has forgotten... and why?]
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W͞͠è̛l҉̧͟͞l̴̸̡̀,̶̢́͢ ̸͘͡͡t͏ḩ̀e̸̸ ̸̨̢͟á̀͜҉n̵̵̕͡s̷̛̕͟w̵͢͠͝ȩr̸̢ ̶̕͝ý̷̸́̕o̷̡͠u̢̢͞͡ ͞͏̛͜ć̢o̵m͜͟҉e̶̸͞͞҉ ̸̶͞ų̵̷́͟p̧͢͏̢ ̸̸̶w̢̢҉͢͡i̢҉͟ţ͢h̢̀̕͡͝ ca̷n͟'̷t͘ ̶ju̸s̡t be ͏rig̷h͞t for you. I̶̕͞͞t̸̕͢ ̷͟͜͞h̛҉a̧͘͢͝s͡҉̡͝ ̡́͘͜t̵͘o҉͘ ̵̶͏͢b͏̛e̛͠ ̛̕o̸̕͡͡ņ̀é̴̴̢͢ ̡̨͏̸́t͏͜ḩ̸̧a̸͟t̶̕͏ ̶̵̕͞w̧͡҉͜ǫ̶̷̛́r͟k҉̵͜s̨͘͠ best for everybody, y̶͟͡o̕͘u̴͢ ̧͟a̶̴͢nd̛̛͘ ̕y̨ó̷uŕ ̴͡f҉҉ŗ̷ie̵͠͝ǹ̸d̴s͏͟ ͝a͝n͡d̷͡ ̵év̕͏e̢͞ry̧̨o̢n͟e̸ ̨e̷͟l̶̕s̶e̡͏.̡̛҉
He clutches his head as the fractured fragment of a memory flashes through his mind - had that been the islands just then? what- why couldn't he place this... Who was Xion really? Why couldn't he remember her? - and he leans back in his seat, hands pressing against his side of his head as he wills the pain to pass, barely noticing Keeba Tiger and Majik Lapin summoning themselves and pressing against his legs and side.
He exhales once the worst of it has passed, letting one of his hands drop down, curling it into Keeba Tiger's fur, absently petting it while he lets Majik Lapin climb up his leg and rub against his other hand.
...Just what had that been about?
That memory... Xion... just what is it that he has forgotten... and why?]