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I don't do many things that deserve someone's kindness.

[it's funny how, even with this alien face, he can manage a self-deprecating smile.]

You don't have to accept it, just know... that I am very thankful for what you do.

I...

[ he starts to argue that no one has to do anything to deserve kindness, that everyone should be given it, but it's funny how robin makes him quiet.

he sighs softly. ]

Okay.

[he likes that better. he stretches up one more time, just letting his arms go up twice as far as they do in a normal human body... and then laughs, a little, very strangely, all of those voices at once.]

I've been so depressing lately... But I think it'll work out. Do you think I could ever walk around on the ship, like this? I could reach everything on the high shelves without standing up...

I think if you changed into this form more often, people would get used to it, so they wouldn't be as surprised to see you like this.

[ and then, he chuckles. ] At least Sora would appreciate it.

[ after a moment or two, riku sobers, not looking at robin at all. slowly, he speaks again, the tone in his voice changed. ]

You warned me once, that you could be dangerous to everyone if something happened. You told me to keep everyone away from you. Could... you promise me the same thing? If...

[ he starts, and then he sighs heavily. he doesn't know what to do here. that illusion from the forest still shakes him up--master xehanort, claiming his immunity to darkness wasn't strong enough to offset his possession...

what if it was true? what if something happened? ]

Normally, I'd ask Sora to, but... he'd be the one most in danger.

Hm?

[he looks up, staying very still while he thinks or observes or whatever happens behind those giant eyes of his. this is... a shift he wasn't expecting, but he can see the way that it hurts him. it really speaks to something in him, in this form--the suffering of others.

strange... he can't imagine Riku has "another form" or something like that. he nods, slowly, before he speaks.]

I could. What is the danger?

[ this feels so strange to explain. he breathes out slowly, like he's steeling himself--like he's slowly working out something stabbing him in the stomach.

after a moment, he clears his throat. ]

Back home, I was possessed by someone. He took over my body, I couldn't control anything. I almost killed Sora--when he controlled me, he almost hurt Kairi, but I held him back. It... took everything I had.

[ riku doesn't like going to this place--his shoulders are tense, his eyes shut like he can ignore it. if he didn't know it was utterly childish, he'd almost want to cover his ears.

but you can't do much when you're the one retelling it, can you? ]

I got rid of most of him. But... there's still a shadow of him inside of me. They told me I was immune--that he couldn't possess me again. But it's not like they haven't lied before. If... [ he sighs shakily, hating how his hands are trembling--he grips his hands tightly, as if to stop them, and looks at robin over his shoulder. ]

I don't know what he could make me do if he possessed me again. I'm stronger now--a lot stronger than I was when I was fifteen. I don't wanna hurt anyone.

[he understands possessions better than most would think. he's still not nearly as skilled with soul-magic as Crow was, but he has... an unusual amount of investment in that sort of thing. the dead should stay dead. human bodies should stay their own. evil creatures have no right, digging into the hearts and minds of innocent people.

so he understands. things get left behind. Riku is scared; he'd be stupid if he wasn't. Robin nods again, showing comprehension--but says nothing, waiting for him to go on.]

[ riku stalls for a moment or two, and while he's scared, he doesn't look scared of what he's going to say, his eyes darting away from robin and tot he ground, focused.

how can he say this? he doesn't want to scare robin, but there's no delicate way to put this. ]

If he ever possesses me again, I need you to destroy me.

[he says nothing, at first. his words are not so important as the intent behind them. most people would think that sort of thing horrifying, but not Robin. not Riem.

he pads closer to him again, stepping over his circle, standing at the last minute. he doesn't have to meet him face-to-face... he's so tall that he can simply hunch over, looming, bringing his long, spider-like fingers up to hover around the edges of his friend's face.

he doesn't touch him. never touches him, but observes. the focus is... familiar, a very Robin-like trait. he sounds sure of himself when he answers:]

I will.

[ all of riku relaxes, the tense shoulders and the pained face and relief just washes over him like a wave. robin doesn't need to touch him--riku reaches out instead. ]

Thanks.

[he smiles. it's not the look he should have, perhaps, but this is what he was made to do--help carry people's suffering. it brings him joy. he likes seeing Riku's weight lifted off of his shoulders.]

I have dealt with a number of possessions in my time. I may be able to help you, first, should such a time come... But I understand the danger. I won't let you hurt anyone like that.

Good. [ he exhales again, lower this time as he presses his heels against his eyes. ] Good...

S--sorry for interrupting.

This is my business. I do not mind.

[against his better judgement, he ruffles the back of Riku's hair--an oddly human gesture, compared to everything else. with that done, he disappears from immediate view, slinking back to the inside of his circle.]

[ it's... kind of strange to be treated that way, but riku makes no noise of protest. he just gives robin a nod as he pulls away and then goes back to focusing on the path. ]

[he steps back into his little circle. he crouches down, he says a silent goodbye to his real body, he already longs for the day when he can be the right shape again. he bites down into the flesh of his hand with those sharp little teeth of his until it bleeds, and smears it into the dirt.

his human form flickers back into place. it's relatively subtle, actually. Riku might notice until Robin says something--now in a normal voice.]

I'm... Back to normal. Where did you put my shirt?

[pale, human-looking Robin is crouched in the creature's place--all the same as he usually is, except for that his hair is still bone-white.]

[ silently, riku gets on his tiptoes and grabbed the shirt from where he'd hung it up on a tree branch, padding back to robin and holding it out to him. ]

Here. ... gonna get a dye job?

Oh, always. I already stocked up when we landed here.

[he smiles, taking the shirt, putting it back on.]

Thanks again, Riku. This is... One of the nicest little shifts I've had in a while.

[ riku just... awkwardly rubs the back of his neck. ]

Uh, it's... don't mention it, captain. It's the kind of thing friends... do.

[he's... in a bizarrely good mood, for all that. he shoves his feet back into his boots, not bothering to tighten the laces.]

Well, friend, do you want to go grab something before we head back to the ship? The food isn't superb around here, but it's better than protein.

[ riku raises a brow at him, and then rubs his cheek. ]

I guess not. I could use a day of not cooking for once.

Fantastic. I've been dying for a burger, actually. I wonder if they've got anything like that around here...

[he smudges out his circle with a foot, careful to destroy the evidence. nearly done, he suddenly looks up like he's just remembered something.]

Oh! Hey, I'm gonna grab your face.

[ ?????? ]

Wh--what? Robin, make sense.

[he blinks a little. and walks towards him.]

The two statements were unrelated. But I'm still going to grab your face, just a second.

[Riku he's gonna grab your face. his hands are coming up he's going to do it.]

[ he hesitates before he stands still, though he closes his eyes tightly. he's not sure what's going to happen, and he's fairly sure robin isn't going to hurt him... but. better safe than sorry. ]

[well, Robin does grab both sides of his head, holding him still...]

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