[Fortunately there's no need for busting in, since the staff know to expect Roxas. When he enters, Terra looks a little pale, and his arm is in a sling, but at least Korra was able to quickly treat the bullet wound in his chest. Outwardly, there's not much left there besides a healing scar, but it's still painful. So he's been kept confined to bed rest to avoid the risk of making his injuries worse before they start getting better.]
Hey, Roxas.
[What should he say? That he'd been convinced he was about to die? That in is final moments, one of his many regrets was that he couldn't help him? Maybe Roxas meant more to him than he'd ever realised... even if he's still not wholly sure why.
He doesn't even know how to begin discussing any of that, so he just offers a faint smile.]
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Hey, Roxas.
[What should he say? That he'd been convinced he was about to die? That in is final moments, one of his many regrets was that he couldn't help him? Maybe Roxas meant more to him than he'd ever realised... even if he's still not wholly sure why.
He doesn't even know how to begin discussing any of that, so he just offers a faint smile.]
Sorry if I scared you.