[he knows that form-- he's taken a raked limb to the face or any other part of his body so often that every memory of every encounter with a Dusk has melded into one, familiar blur; a knowledge of how to fight them has evolved into instinct.]
[and though he'd seen a single Heartless scurrying around Luceti, and it doesn't surprise him that a Nobody would be around, too, he's still... there's a ghost of caution there as he approaches, Keyblade already in hand. because Sora has learned that nothing he's ever bumped into in this world has ever been what it seems.]
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[and though he'd seen a single Heartless scurrying around Luceti, and it doesn't surprise him that a Nobody would be around, too, he's still... there's a ghost of caution there as he approaches, Keyblade already in hand. because Sora has learned that nothing he's ever bumped into in this world has ever been what it seems.]