Date: 2011-03-26 05:50 am (UTC)
"Yeah, same here." Ren nodded grimly and stood up, taking a moment to brush the sand off of her skirt.

She still wanted to just lapse into a coma or something to get out of feeling this miserable, but there was work to be done. Ah well, no rest for the weary, and all that rot.

"You be careful out there," she warned before heading back to town. Roxas was fully capable of looking after himself, sure, but mother hen instincts were hard to quash. And in times like these, they were especially active.
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