[ It's not quite the push and pull Riku had become used to, growing up, Riku's the one doing most of the pushing and pulling, but M.K. doesn't cave easily and that makes it better. To be fair, he didn't have it here either, the only challenge left to Riku was to watch his best friend fade until Sora decided what he needed to do.
There's an intractable edge to the other guy that takes himself far too seriously. Of course he'd call even the slightest kindness shown the spirits sappy. It invites defensiveness, though he speaks of killing them again and he puts up his palm. ]
Easy--
[ They're both interrupted by the return of the forest spirit, proudly showing their lantern, it's damningly obvious copy of the blue butterfly on M.K.'s own, and he can probably feel Riku's smirking gaze on him as he folds his arms. ]
Man, you are hopeless.
[ To the spirit, Riku bends to take a look. ]
If anything, this one should be giving the art lessons. Nice job.
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There's an intractable edge to the other guy that takes himself far too seriously. Of course he'd call even the slightest kindness shown the spirits sappy. It invites defensiveness, though he speaks of killing them again and he puts up his palm. ]
Easy--
[ They're both interrupted by the return of the forest spirit, proudly showing their lantern, it's damningly obvious copy of the blue butterfly on M.K.'s own, and he can probably feel Riku's smirking gaze on him as he folds his arms. ]
Man, you are hopeless.
[ To the spirit, Riku bends to take a look. ]
If anything, this one should be giving the art lessons. Nice job.