[ Perhaps it's better this way, especially with Riku feeling relatively drained from having experienced a physical manifestation of his emotions... trying to literally force themselves out of him. It leaves him sitting there on the stairs with Arden, head pressed against the wall, gaze lingering on the other and sometimes even past him.
The words that Arden offers are short and simple and yet hold a truth to them that Riku is willing to swallow in the moment. No, he hasn't had a chance to find out, to get to know him, to see what Sora sees... although, to be fair, no one might see that side of him. To him, he's not even so sure that side of him still exists, having been so wrapped up within darkness.
Clearing his throat, he remains silent for a little while longer, simply sitting there, feeling Arden's presence close to him and while the first couple of times it had made him want to avoid him, for the moment, he's fine with it. Fine with him. ]
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The words that Arden offers are short and simple and yet hold a truth to them that Riku is willing to swallow in the moment. No, he hasn't had a chance to find out, to get to know him, to see what Sora sees... although, to be fair, no one might see that side of him. To him, he's not even so sure that side of him still exists, having been so wrapped up within darkness.
Clearing his throat, he remains silent for a little while longer, simply sitting there, feeling Arden's presence close to him and while the first couple of times it had made him want to avoid him, for the moment, he's fine with it. Fine with him. ]
It seems crowded here. Like there's no privacy.