[ axel's skill at masking his thoughts might have fooled him, if he were any less attentive, if it weren't for the motion of the hand on his chest. xehanort feels it, the weight of dread settling over himself - inexplicable, but real nevertheless.
there were similarities between the xehanort axel remembered and the xehanort standing here now, but this technically wasn't even the same body. his eyes, a bright silver rather than the glowing gold associated with his future self, look... hurt, for a moment.
he doesn't know any of this, but there's clearly something Wrong. ]
...no. It's very unusual, I've been told.
[ the kids on the islands made fun of it. his friends on scala liked it. but it was a strange name even to his own ears sometimes. ]
oh for sure, youre all good.
there were similarities between the xehanort axel remembered and the xehanort standing here now, but this technically wasn't even the same body. his eyes, a bright silver rather than the glowing gold associated with his future self, look... hurt, for a moment.
he doesn't know any of this, but there's clearly something Wrong. ]
...no. It's very unusual, I've been told.
[ the kids on the islands made fun of it. his friends on scala liked it. but it was a strange name even to his own ears sometimes. ]
It's familiar to you?