Warm coat doesn't do much if you're actually sitting in the snow, he thought, but didn't say so aloud. Instead, he ventured a few more steps closer and followed her gaze to the myriads of Heartless just below.
"Just like old times," he murmured, although there was no nostalgia in his voice when he said. More like a weary acceptance.
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Date: 2009-12-28 06:43 pm (UTC)"Just like old times," he murmured, although there was no nostalgia in his voice when he said. More like a weary acceptance.