Oh ... Roxas. Hey. [ She doesn't move when he crouches down, only looking at him placidly. ] I'm okay. I just didn't want to leave my eggs. [ The briefest of frowns crosses her face -- why does she care about some eggs?! -- but it passes quickly. Of course she cares about them -- she needs to find a place to keep them, so they stay warm and safe. It's this very, very odd train of thought that makes her take a moment to catch up with his ... appearance. ] Wait ... what are you wearing?
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