Right. [he nods, eyes lowering in thought. roxas had left following orders behind when he had left the organization. that didn't mean he wouldn't take direction from riku when offered--especially when said direction was right. this riku seemed to be the crowned master he remembered seeing in yen sid's tower, anyway. he lifts his head back to him.]
Have you found any-
[but, oh, the crosswalk is open again. roxas turns his head towards it, and suddenly he remembers. he holds up a finger to riku.]
Hold on. [he jogs himself to where he had almost been hit, quickly dodging others as he plucks up the broken pieces of lacrosse stick from the pavement. then he jogs back to riku, though his eyes are on the splintered pieces of equipment in his hands. he exhales.]
no subject
Have you found any-
[but, oh, the crosswalk is open again. roxas turns his head towards it, and suddenly he remembers. he holds up a finger to riku.]
Hold on. [he jogs himself to where he had almost been hit, quickly dodging others as he plucks up the broken pieces of lacrosse stick from the pavement. then he jogs back to riku, though his eyes are on the splintered pieces of equipment in his hands. he exhales.]
Better this than me, I guess.