@crocusgrown → from here.
company . silently sit with my muse to comfort them.
he’s tired now , sora can’t remember the last time he really let himself rest . not that he could ever have afforded to before , even now , he can’t fully bring his shoulders to slump or his hands to stop twitching at every loud sound.
but that’s why he was here , wasn’t it ?? arendelle had the least bad memories associated with it , & it’d been a while since he’d gone anywhere & not needed to fight. what he needed was to relax.
he wasn’t very good at doing what he needed .
the door opens & sora’s head swivels on instinct , but it’s just anna , with a bright smile & two mugs of hot chocolate. he doesn’t force himself to smile back , instead simply leans against her when she sits next to him , drinks set on the table before them. she’s warm , & there’s a chill that lingers in his bones still , more than likely from literally freezing to death ( he won’t tell elsa that , he’s sure she’s got enough on her plate ). he sighs quietly , looking down to his hands before he grabs one of the mugs , letting it warm his hands before he takes a sip.
‘ hey, anna ?? have you....ever felt homesick ?? ’











