[ Following his friend's lead here, Axel takes a seat, too. But rather than sitting upright, he reclines all the way back, lacing hands behind his head. It's a little cool -- especially for someone so inherently inclined toward warmth -- but that matters little.
So it sounds as though between the two of them, there's a million unanswered questions: Where they are, how they got here, why they're here, and arguably most important to Axel, why this Roxas remembers seemingly everything, (or at least the important parts).
Maybe they'll get those answers, and maybe they won't. Regardless, at that commentary, his head leans over then, a grin matched. Yeah, you had him at ice cream and sunsets. He's all ears now. ]
Just like old times... [ Pale green eyes close in a long, seemingly satisfied blink. ] Wanna grab some and find a spot?
these two... ;v; my feels
So it sounds as though between the two of them, there's a million unanswered questions: Where they are, how they got here, why they're here, and arguably most important to Axel, why this Roxas remembers seemingly everything, (or at least the important parts).
Maybe they'll get those answers, and maybe they won't. Regardless, at that commentary, his head leans over then, a grin matched. Yeah, you had him at ice cream and sunsets. He's all ears now. ]
Just like old times... [ Pale green eyes close in a long, seemingly satisfied blink. ] Wanna grab some and find a spot?