sharp hiss wisped out from between grit teeth, no matter how gently his gash was tended to. depleted of both magic and potions he was lucky to have found himself in the company of someone with a first aid kit. who knew they kept that kind of thing in the nook roxas’ friends had frequented so often. what did they call it ? “ the usual place ? ” he’d only seen the entrance in the virtual twilight town, but much like seasalt ice cream, it seemed like something precious to the people of this world, the kind of thing people like him shouldn’t be touching, even if this was the real thing and not some mirage. ‘ sorry. ’ he murmured. it wound hurt less than his pride anyway. ‘ normally i’d have spare potions, but i just upgraded my weapon and the moogles here are stingy. ’ or maybe they just didn’t like him, the ones in twilight town knew riku was a pro when it came to haggling down price. @seasaltromance liked for a starter ( accepting ! )
