[ Sora's already outside, watching from partially under a tree, when he spots someone else walk out to see everything. And his instinct is to comment on it, now that he's got someone to talk to about it (it is a bit odd being without his friends here). ]
Pretty neat, huh? [ At least, that's before he fully notices her. Her clothing immediately gives her away — he's seen the Organization members enough to recognize their clothing pretty easily. But he's never seen her before. And upon looking at her face, the resemblance to one of his best friends is uncanny. In addition, odd, foreign feelings well up inside him at the same time. Almost like a part of him wants to cry? Which only ... confuses him more. Being Sora is hard sometimes, it seems. Honestly, he'd be a lot more worked up if it weren't for the calming effects of this worm mist, so right now, that stuff is a blessing. But it isn't stopping the myriad of emotions he has from running through him in a matter of seconds.
So, he can't help but gasp a little, his body language switching to something a little more on guard, but his facial expression showing clear confusion. ]
Who're you?
[ Is probably the best way to go about this. She seems ... harmless. And he's aware the Organization has various types of people in it. Seeing as he doesn't have access to his Keyblade, he can only hope this is someone harmless. ]
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Pretty neat, huh? [ At least, that's before he fully notices her. Her clothing immediately gives her away — he's seen the Organization members enough to recognize their clothing pretty easily. But he's never seen her before. And upon looking at her face, the resemblance to one of his best friends is uncanny. In addition, odd, foreign feelings well up inside him at the same time. Almost like a part of him wants to cry? Which only ... confuses him more. Being Sora is hard sometimes, it seems. Honestly, he'd be a lot more worked up if it weren't for the calming effects of this worm mist, so right now, that stuff is a blessing. But it isn't stopping the myriad of emotions he has from running through him in a matter of seconds.
So, he can't help but gasp a little, his body language switching to something a little more on guard, but his facial expression showing clear confusion. ]
Who're you?
[ Is probably the best way to go about this. She seems ... harmless. And he's aware the Organization has various types of people in it. Seeing as he doesn't have access to his Keyblade, he can only hope this is someone harmless. ]