[ Mary's stuck close to familiar faces - as much as she could when there were so many missing- so it's not long after she's found herself a blanket from the house at the top that she thinks to properly look for Roxas. With the sun slowly rising, it's become somewhat easier to see, but it still takes her some time to locate him.
And even when she does, she's reluctant to approach him. She's not sure what it is... maybe it's the way he's staring out ahead of him. Maybe it's the way his back looks so small... it feels as though there's a moment she shouldn't intrude on.
But it's also a lonely feeling she gets, just from watching him, that prompts Mary to move forward, settling her blanket-clad self beside him without a word. ]
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And even when she does, she's reluctant to approach him. She's not sure what it is... maybe it's the way he's staring out ahead of him. Maybe it's the way his back looks so small... it feels as though there's a moment she shouldn't intrude on.
But it's also a lonely feeling she gets, just from watching him, that prompts Mary to move forward, settling her blanket-clad self beside him without a word. ]