[Unable to help herself, a laugh bubbles out into the air and then into Xehanort’s mind as her body becomes light jolting straight to him.]
Delicate silk shoes that are magic, thank you.
[But she’s teasing as she takes a moment to adjust herself in the state of her vessel form. It’s not too bad, once she’s gotten used to it, but there’s still always that strangeness…. Well, whatever. As long as he doesn’t get her wet.]
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Delicate silk shoes that are magic, thank you.
[But she’s teasing as she takes a moment to adjust herself in the state of her vessel form. It’s not too bad, once she’s gotten used to it, but there’s still always that strangeness…. Well, whatever. As long as he doesn’t get her wet.]