[ Roxas toys with one of his monochromatic rings. Is he okay with that stuff? He has no idea. He's only just really gotten the hang of hugs and mostly due to situations that required comfort and reassurance. Less so the out-of-nowhere affectionate kind that Sora and Ventus (and even Xion now) seem to manage so freely. How had Xion slipped into all this so easily? The most he's managed so far is a little cuddling with Axel amid the pull of Sanguis. And that was still half-sparring.

All he knows is that being this close to Sora feels like nothing else he's ever felt before. It's already so intense that it's hard to imagine what would happen if that feeling was taken to another level. Hard to imagine but also... intriguing in its own way.

He keeps his gaze on his ring. ]

... I've never done any of it. Cuddling, kissing, sex or any of the other things people like to do here. I know they're just more powerful forms of connection, but it all seems... strange.

[ He slowly brings his eyes up to Sora again. They hold that fierce burning curiosity that has always driven him to wonder, to question, to challenge. His need for answers has matured greatly from the days when the questions were about laughter or friendship, but it's no less demanding. ]

But with you... it might be different.

[ Because what could be more natural than being with his Other. Is this how Vanitas and Ventus felt around each other? ]