"Oh, please, just this morning you were crying over snakes."
♕ - Those words caused him to freeze up as if sub zero weather struck him where he stood. All of the callous, collected and cool act after that daring save they did for some passerbys was shattered with a well-timed hit of the metaphorical hammer. He could feel the way Xion’s gaze burns into the side of his head, threatening to pierce right through his skull for daring to put up that act.
Around her of all people.
He reflects on that morning where the small snake struggle and fought to reach it’s destination without help from others. Sora couldn’t help but cheer and shout, wanting to connect and motivate that snake that it could reach anywhere it pleased. So what if tears may of leaked out of his eyes? It was a accident, a thing that happens to the best of people! However he knows his latest companion didn’t really budge in the mercy department. He swears she’s almost having fun with it.
”But Xiooooooonnnnnnnn.” His voice didn’t hold back the theatrics as once again he attempts to make a breakthrough with her. To this day (which was just hours) he doesn’t know how she could stare it down without the emotions flaring up. “They don’t have any arms!”
