[Just as suddenly as the attack started, it was over, the last flash of light leaving the room clear. Sora blinks away the last of the brightness from his eyes, hand coming up to meet Dante's in a fistbump without really knowing why. If he had any doubts before, this cinched it that, in another life, they had been friends. Or at least, they'd been friends once.
Sora doesn't put his fist down right away after Dante does, leaving it there for a few seconds while he tries to process what had just happened. He blinks again, clutching his metal pole in his hand, and looks around until Dante speaks.]
...Yup.
[What's he even supposed to say to the guy, now? He doesn't feel angry like he did the last time they met, but he doesn't really know what to feel.]
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Sora doesn't put his fist down right away after Dante does, leaving it there for a few seconds while he tries to process what had just happened. He blinks again, clutching his metal pole in his hand, and looks around until Dante speaks.]
...Yup.
[What's he even supposed to say to the guy, now? He doesn't feel angry like he did the last time they met, but he doesn't really know what to feel.]