[Lea shrugs, his arms flopping against the deck. His plans are kind of shot. Might as well lay here until someone gets pissed at him and tells him to get back to the galley.
At least Roxas isn't staring off into space thinking about disappearing anymore. Not that the problem has really been solved, but if he's not oging to talk, he's not going to talk.]
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At least Roxas isn't staring off into space thinking about disappearing anymore. Not that the problem has really been solved, but if he's not oging to talk, he's not going to talk.]