[Flopping down on the bed next to Xion, he's quiet, listening to the two comment about the need for a couch (he agrees, really) before attention falls back to him again.]
[Well that's... something. Enough to make him shift a little, not meeting either of their gazes for a moment.]
Not that insane. [He couldn't remember things that hadn't happened, after all. Frowning, he looks to Xion, as the original source of his thoughts and realizations. It'd be nice to say he's astute, but technically it's taken him three days to get this much] But that's not what you remember, right?
[By the sounds of it, it wasn't what Axel remembered, either. Which would explain why they seemed so intent on telling him he was short...]
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[Well that's... something. Enough to make him shift a little, not meeting either of their gazes for a moment.]
Not that insane. [He couldn't remember things that hadn't happened, after all. Frowning, he looks to Xion, as the original source of his thoughts and realizations. It'd be nice to say he's astute, but technically it's taken him three days to get this much] But that's not what you remember, right?
[By the sounds of it, it wasn't what Axel remembered, either. Which would explain why they seemed so intent on telling him he was short...]