[Xion makes a soft sound in the back of her throat when Roxas sits next to her, and her eyes widen further in surprise when he offers her the pastry. Still, she reaches out to take it, the motion familiar]
Thank you. [She examines it for a moment] What is it?
[She's seen them on some of the trees - and recently bushes - but she's never quite understood what they are.]
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Thank you. [She examines it for a moment] What is it?
[She's seen them on some of the trees - and recently bushes - but she's never quite understood what they are.]