[He may be sure, but... she isn't. She probably won't be for a while. Even if she wasn't in control, she still remembers it. Still feels the way her Keyblade went right through his arm, holding him down and attempting to s-
No. No she couldn't think like that. She needed to focus on now, not then.
Thankfully, his segue, while not the smoothest, does provide a distraction. A reminder of the shells she's leaving. Maybe... maybe it's a silly guess, but... she gets the feeling he knows what she's hiding. She... hasn't exactly done the most expert job.
With a sigh, she pulls her clenched hand back out, drops the chip she'd been hiding onto the ground, and presses it there, where it disguises itself. From there, she pulls the shells over where the spot is, careful to conceal it as much as possible.]
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If... you're sure...
[He may be sure, but... she isn't. She probably won't be for a while. Even if she wasn't in control, she still remembers it. Still feels the way her Keyblade went right through his arm, holding him down and attempting to s-
No. No she couldn't think like that. She needed to focus on now, not then.
Thankfully, his segue, while not the smoothest, does provide a distraction. A reminder of the shells she's leaving. Maybe... maybe it's a silly guess, but... she gets the feeling he knows what she's hiding. She... hasn't exactly done the most expert job.
With a sigh, she pulls her clenched hand back out, drops the chip she'd been hiding onto the ground, and presses it there, where it disguises itself. From there, she pulls the shells over where the spot is, careful to conceal it as much as possible.]
They're not supposed to be.
[It's a pile, silly]