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[memorablement]

[ The box that had held her present lies at her feet, holding all sorts of art supplies and crumpled papers in a mixed up mess. Naminé had grown tired of drawing for several hours now, the impending black hole blocking out all sort of progress she could make. Two pastels, both snapped, finally roll from her lap and onto the floor; something she

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[nopushover]

Hey, are you all right, Namine?

[even if this Namine wasn't his, he still has a look of concern as he sees her]

[memorablement]

[ She pauses to glance at the Sphere, but then looks away ]

I'm fine.

[memorablement]

... Yeah?

[dawn_is_coming]

You, too?

Why did so many people get pictures?

[memorablement]

[ She smiles bitterly ]

Afraid so.

[dawnward]

[he almost doesn't speak up, not sure of what to say, but...]

Have you eaten anything? I'm making food for everyone.

[memorablement]

I'm not hungry.

... Thanks though.

[goldenpine]

Hit a bit close to home?

[ The gift, of course. It seems to be doing that for everyone. ]

[memorablement]

... A bit.

Filter;

[goldenpine]

Feel like talking about it, or is it one of those near and dear can't work it out in words deals?

Filter;

[memorablement]

It's just...

[ She obviously hesitates, glancing over at Roxas for a moment before what she can manage spills out in a hushed rush ]

It makes me think of all the things that could have been... But now won't ever happen and... I just...

I'm just so jealous of the people that were able to do things with the people they... The people they love...