[ Xion arrives ... rather more quickly than Sayo might expect -- she didn't travel by foot. She cares very little what the darkness might do to her now. What would it matter, anyway?
But like a heartbeat, under her skin, she feels their warmth and hears their voices telling her she matters. Thudding against her skin in a way she can't ignore, though goodness knows she tries.
"Live."
She is ragged and extremely pale when she turns up at the door and knocks, before leaning on the door frame like she might fall over if she doesn't. ]
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But like a heartbeat, under her skin, she feels their warmth and hears their voices telling her she matters. Thudding against her skin in a way she can't ignore, though goodness knows she tries.
"Live."
She is ragged and extremely pale when she turns up at the door and knocks, before leaning on the door frame like she might fall over if she doesn't. ]