Yeah. [Roxas attempts to nod. Bad idea. He grimaces, just slightly, but before he can make to hold his head, her hand presses to his forehead, nearly startling him backward.
He blinks beneath her hand, steadying himself against the wall. The nausea and dizziness and ebb away, and Roxas is unsure of whether to be shocked or grateful.
Instead, he opts to close his eyes, shoulders slackening. This feels much better.]
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He blinks beneath her hand, steadying himself against the wall. The nausea and dizziness and ebb away, and Roxas is unsure of whether to be shocked or grateful.
Instead, he opts to close his eyes, shoulders slackening. This feels much better.]