[The man's silent for a moment before he wearily stands again. The creature doesn't reappear, and no blade comes to his aide... but that's just fine. He picks up the SFC with one hand, generating a shield with the other before slipping through the darkness at a faster rate than should be possible. He can't fight like this, can't protect anyone... so instead he appears farther away, still able to see it yet (relatively) out of harms way.]
['...Kairi.']
You're right. And if I let this win... [His voice changed just thinking about her; it wasn't deep, didn't match with the face he held now. Younger, uncertain, maybe even scared to see what his friend's reaction would be if she woke up to see this face. Yet there was still determination behind it. He couldn't just stay the way he was if she was here, still needing him to protect her—and everyone else—from harm.
He closes his eyes, and everything goes black. So tired...]
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['...Kairi.']
You're right. And if I let this win... [His voice changed just thinking about her; it wasn't deep, didn't match with the face he held now. Younger, uncertain, maybe even scared to see what his friend's reaction would be if she woke up to see this face. Yet there was still determination behind it. He couldn't just stay the way he was if she was here, still needing him to protect her—and everyone else—from harm.
He closes his eyes, and everything goes black. So tired...]