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     At the question if people would notice if he stuck around the brunet pondered for a second. Before shaking his head, “Naw, I mean they might say something but I don’t think anyone will give you trouble.” Sure some might mistake the replica as Riku but they weren’t that similar.

   It helps that Riku cut his hair and the two’s clothing choices were different at this point. “I certainly wouldn’t mind you sticking around that’s for sure, especially if  you got no where to go.”

“…Okay.” He didn’t want to be mistaken for the original, didn’t want to get into any arguments or altercations because of who he looked like, but… maybe Sora was right. He didn’t remember much about the residents of the Islands so… maybe he was right.

     When the other said he really didn’t have anywhere to go the brunet suddenly pats the taller male on the back. Noting how the other seemed almost unsure of his situation so had to fix that. It was already decided that he will help the guy out, also he already decided they were friends and that wasn’t going to change.

     “Then don’t worry about it! You can stay with me and we can work something out. Think of it like a REALLY long sleep over or something.” This was just the kind of person that Sora was, willing to extend a hand to anyone in need. Though he was definitely not going to have the other sleep in the closet, there was like a futon in the closet the guy could sleep on.