That staring got an eyebrow raise and a confused look. He hadn't heard any of the conversations in question, but then again, he didn't leave his and Sora's shared area of the shelter very much unless it was to go work or Sora dragged him outside. Literally or metaphorically.
He stuck the notecard between two random pages of the notebook and began writing on one of the pages.
'And that would be me? Or someone else here?' Here you go, Sephiroth. More reading for you.
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Date: 2011-07-13 03:39 am (UTC)He stuck the notecard between two random pages of the notebook and began writing on one of the pages.
'And that would be me? Or someone else here?' Here you go, Sephiroth. More reading for you.