[there's a shred of appreciation that roxas holds now, if only for the fact that even though terra is questioning it, he's not doubting that fact, or insisting. that would have lit a fury in him, but that doesn't happen, so his expression eases, if only slightly. he's still tense and not comfortable with this, but the outright hostility he displayed only moments ago dissipates.]
Roxas. I'm Roxas. [sot "kiddo" or "ven" or "sora." he draws in a quiet breath, head tilting. there's a quizzical look in his eyes, because there just feels like there's something different about this mixup than the previous accusations.] Do I really look that much like him? This... Ven person.
[it can't be connected to him, can it? it's hard to say, when he doesn't have memories from before he was a nobody, aside from those of sora's, but he's not ready to accept that as truth yet.]
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Roxas. I'm Roxas. [sot "kiddo" or "ven" or "sora." he draws in a quiet breath, head tilting. there's a quizzical look in his eyes, because there just feels like there's something different about this mixup than the previous accusations.] Do I really look that much like him? This... Ven person.
[it can't be connected to him, can it? it's hard to say, when he doesn't have memories from before he was a nobody, aside from those of sora's, but he's not ready to accept that as truth yet.]