[For a moment, he simply thought it was just a ghost. Those were things he'd gotten used to; the thought of hearing footprints, but instead it was absolutely nothing but his mind playing pranks on him.
It was someone so casually, so uncertainly, using his first name.
Every time he thought he would hear their voices, calling out for him... it was always his last name. His family's name. He was almost certain this wasn't a dream, like those times always were. There were also only a handful of souls left who would call him that.]
...Xion?
[He turns around and, just as though he'd never left... he was there. He was there before the reminders of the friends who had been there before, of those that needed to be protected, standing as he always did. ...Albeit quieter, and likely more hoarse for not speaking for months.]
Xion!
[> You get the succinct feeling as though you should brace yourself...]
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It was someone so casually, so uncertainly, using his first name.
Every time he thought he would hear their voices, calling out for him... it was always his last name. His family's name. He was almost certain this wasn't a dream, like those times always were. There were also only a handful of souls left who would call him that.]
...Xion?
[He turns around and, just as though he'd never left... he was there. He was there before the reminders of the friends who had been there before, of those that needed to be protected, standing as he always did. ...Albeit quieter, and likely more hoarse for not speaking for months.]
Xion!
[> You get the succinct feeling as though you should brace yourself...]