[That made two of them. Lea had kind of lost his cool at the end. Maybe if he had been thinking straight (if they had been in front of a warm fireplace, with food for months and no need to worry about any heart-forsaken snow) he would have realized that now wasn't exactly the best time to break the news.]
[The ominous shadow over Lea's face is a mirror image of Demyx's. They'd all been fucking played. Axel, Demyx, Roxas, Saïx (fucking damn Saïx). Everyone.]
[...]
[After a minute, Lea really takes a look at Demyx's body language. He subconsciously raises his brows a little; had he ever seen Demyx look this pissed off? No. Dude always looked... chill. Axel went to him to joke around, but that was about it. --Something in his stomach lurches, a feeling like maybe he didn't ever know the Nocturne at all.]
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[The ominous shadow over Lea's face is a mirror image of Demyx's. They'd all been fucking played. Axel, Demyx, Roxas, Saïx (fucking damn Saïx). Everyone.]
[...]
[After a minute, Lea really takes a look at Demyx's body language. He subconsciously raises his brows a little; had he ever seen Demyx look this pissed off? No. Dude always looked... chill. Axel went to him to joke around, but that was about it. --Something in his stomach lurches, a feeling like maybe he didn't ever know the Nocturne at all.]
Thought you oughtta know.
I'm sorry.