[ With the last of the Heartless destroyed, the room is suddenly very still, the shadows returning to their normal resting places. The glow of evening just above them, through the rafters, makes the world seem a dusky red-purple as the sun dips below the horizon, casting them in dark.
Riku's gaze is fixed on the man before him. Neither of them have banished their Keyblades. It's enough of a tell. ]
Shouldn't you be gone?
[ He doesn't know exactly who it is...but he strongly suspects he knows, unfortunately. His grip tightens on the blade in his hand. ]
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Riku's gaze is fixed on the man before him. Neither of them have banished their Keyblades. It's enough of a tell. ]
Shouldn't you be gone?
[ He doesn't know exactly who it is...but he strongly suspects he knows, unfortunately. His grip tightens on the blade in his hand. ]