[Kingdom Hearts, it makes her feel ill. He's trying so hard to hold himself together - or so it seems to her, who knows what to look for and to fear seeing and--]
[Gosh, it's all she can do not to shake, herself, looking at him. Her chest is full of pity and worry and grief and fear, and dimly she hopes that this stylus turns out to worthwhile, because paying for it in watching him is nothing compared to paying for it by being one of those who were involved.]
[Turning to look briefly at the portal, she knows she must go. For his sake, at his behest, that his efforts might not be in vain--]
[But if it isn't one of the hardest things she's had to do since coming to the tower, she doesn't know what else would take its spot on the list. It's slow and reluctant when she nods.]
Alright. Alright, I'll go.
[For him. She steps back, toward the portal, but does not turn her eyes away from him.]
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[Gosh, it's all she can do not to shake, herself, looking at him. Her chest is full of pity and worry and grief and fear, and dimly she hopes that this stylus turns out to worthwhile, because paying for it in watching him is nothing compared to paying for it by being one of those who were involved.]
[Turning to look briefly at the portal, she knows she must go. For his sake, at his behest, that his efforts might not be in vain--]
[But if it isn't one of the hardest things she's had to do since coming to the tower, she doesn't know what else would take its spot on the list. It's slow and reluctant when she nods.]
Alright. Alright, I'll go.
[For him. She steps back, toward the portal, but does not turn her eyes away from him.]
... Take care of yourself, Riku.
[Inasmuch as he possibly can, at the moment.]