[What Sora wants most? That's not hard to figure. As if he needs this lake to tell him. But he's still drawn to it in habit of enjoying being near water after growing up on the Islands and all. When he peers in, it shows him happy and alive, maybe racing or sparring with his friends. Riku is there. So's Kairi. Donald and Goofy are. Along with Aqua and the rest that he saved back home finally after so long. They're all on the Islands and happy, together again and able to at least have a chance to enjoy peace, to be together and properly get to know each other and recover in the aftermath.]
Partial:
[Sora's curious when he sees the shards, tilting his head as he picks one up and blinks at it. His eyes widen and he almost drops it and cuts his hand through his gloves in his surprise at what he sees.
The memory, the image of all his friends being torn from him, or lying dead at his feet. Sora having been helpless against it. It brings up awful memories of the time he kept trying and trying to fix, to set right, and he falls to his knees. Hating how useless and helpless he had felt then. How he never wants that ever again. Rewriting it, changing the outcome had cost so much already. He's not sure he even could try it again even if he wanted to do so.]
No....
Diamond Dust:
[Sora probably doesn't necessarily want most seeing his final moments he recalls back home. Himself declaring that he had to go and get Kairi back. That even then he'd been told, more than once, about the risk. The cost of doing so in abusing the Power of Waking to return the hearts of his friends.
He frowns, pouting slightly as he coughs at the dust a little, trying to brush it off and away from him some. He might not immediately realize that others could also potentially see it though. His last memories of home.]
Farewells:
[Sora, for his part, is trying to make the most of this. To make the most of these last memories here. With those from home and those from elsewhere he wouldn't have met if not for this place. He laughs, racing ahead and gesturing for others to join him to watch the fireworks, eyes wide and lips in that seemingly almost perpetual smile of his.]
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Full:
[What Sora wants most? That's not hard to figure. As if he needs this lake to tell him. But he's still drawn to it in habit of enjoying being near water after growing up on the Islands and all. When he peers in, it shows him happy and alive, maybe racing or sparring with his friends. Riku is there. So's Kairi. Donald and Goofy are. Along with Aqua and the rest that he saved back home finally after so long. They're all on the Islands and happy, together again and able to at least have a chance to enjoy peace, to be together and properly get to know each other and recover in the aftermath.]
Partial:
[Sora's curious when he sees the shards, tilting his head as he picks one up and blinks at it. His eyes widen and he almost drops it and cuts his hand through his gloves in his surprise at what he sees.
The memory, the image of all his friends being torn from him, or lying dead at his feet. Sora having been helpless against it. It brings up awful memories of the time he kept trying and trying to fix, to set right, and he falls to his knees. Hating how useless and helpless he had felt then. How he never wants that ever again. Rewriting it, changing the outcome had cost so much already. He's not sure he even could try it again even if he wanted to do so.]
No....
Diamond Dust:
[Sora probably doesn't necessarily want most seeing his final moments he recalls back home. Himself declaring that he had to go and get Kairi back. That even then he'd been told, more than once, about the risk. The cost of doing so in abusing the Power of Waking to return the hearts of his friends.
He frowns, pouting slightly as he coughs at the dust a little, trying to brush it off and away from him some. He might not immediately realize that others could also potentially see it though. His last memories of home.]
Farewells:
[Sora, for his part, is trying to make the most of this. To make the most of these last memories here. With those from home and those from elsewhere he wouldn't have met if not for this place. He laughs, racing ahead and gesturing for others to join him to watch the fireworks, eyes wide and lips in that seemingly almost perpetual smile of his.]
Come on! One last night. We gotta enjoy this!