[in all fairness, this is the first time he can remember hugging anyone, either. it's strange and warm, and he doesn't really understand it, both it what it signifies and why he is doing it.
so after a moment (and a couple of mary's squeaks), he'll pull back, arms dropping to his sides. silent, roxas looks at his own hands, then back at her.]
I... don't know why I did that. [an honest explanation, if totally unhelpful.] Sorry.
[how sorry he sounds may be up for debate, if only because he feels baffled. and further, he can feel heat rising in his cheeks, and it's not from anger. what's going on? what is this? roxas just doesn't know, because why would he know what this kind of embarrassment is like?]
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so after a moment (and a couple of mary's squeaks), he'll pull back, arms dropping to his sides. silent, roxas looks at his own hands, then back at her.]
I... don't know why I did that. [an honest explanation, if totally unhelpful.] Sorry.
[how sorry he sounds may be up for debate, if only because he feels baffled. and further, he can feel heat rising in his cheeks, and it's not from anger. what's going on? what is this? roxas just doesn't know, because why would he know what this kind of embarrassment is like?]