✎ heart-of-law
After what feels like an eternity of inhaling smog and who knows what else, there’s a light at the end of the tunnel. Or... clear skies at the edge of this sector, at least. The sun is warm on her bare shoulders, and she’s almost tempted to stretch both arms until something... oh -- someone blocks it out? Unintentionally, but still.
And she thought members of the Organization were tall.
Her words tangle before she even thinks of what they might be. “You wouldn’t happen to have seen someone... that looks a little like me? About this tall --” she holds a hand up to the top of her head. “With red hair and a pink dress, would you?” Even if she can't find Kairi, at least this place is pleasant. Maybe this exceptionally tall man will have some answers, too. It wouldn't be wrong to hope, would it?