Day 66: Breakfast

[nobleman]

What Guy had seen on that scan resulted in some mixed feelings. While he had expected to find something in Claude, seeing how he was sick, it hadn't been quite the same as what they'd seen when they had scanned that other ill patient two nights ago. What did that mean? It was possible that the shape of it just looked different because of where it was in Claude's stomach, but Guy couldn't help but feel that there was a deeper meaning to it.

Yet another thing that he didn't understand, then. With a sigh, he got himself up out of bed and went searching immediately for the single leaf that he'd taken from the X-ray room last night. It was stored carefully in his possessions box, which meant that he didn't have to worry too much about that.

While he wanted to quickly sketch the leaf's general shape to post on the bulletin, Guy wasn't given that chance, as his nurse showed up before he could even grab for his journal. He had to relent and let her lead him to the cafeteria for breakfast. While Guy considered stopping by the bulletin to leave a note, that could wait until after he ate. He suspected that Anise or Luke would try to find him as soon as possible to tell him about their findings, so leaving a note for them would be redundant.

He did need to ask about the clue from last night and see if anyone else had further insight on it, but that might be something Claude wanted to do, seeing how he had a better idea of who that baptist was and what it all might signify.

After collecting a small amount of food onto a plate, Guy took a seat near the cafeteria's entrance, keeping an eye out for any of his friends so he could flag them down as they walked in.

[For Anise and Claude.]

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[knightspirit]

Different worlds? ... Now that was surprising. Kyousuke wouldn't have thought to think on that scale, or that it was even possible. It was almost difficult to wrap his mind around what Sora was saying, but he didn't see any reason he'd lie about it, and there were plenty of unfathomable things in the world. He'd seen enough to know that.

"... I see," he responded after a moment, deciding to accept it without pressing into it. That could be why they seemed to get along so far—they both had things they needed to protect.

Then things got tense again; it looked like he'd led the conversation back around without intending to. Heartless... That black, shadowy creature. He was curious about it, but it wasn't prudent to ask right now, so he let things fall to silence again. ... If he could say everything would be fine, he would have.

"But it can't be all bad, traveling like that," he said, pressing on. It was side-stepping a lot of issues, but moping around wouldn't change the situation for either of them. That was just reality.

[lighthearted]

Even though Sora got the feeling that Tsurugi had never seen a world beyond his own until now, content to work hard on playing soccer in most of his free time, he didn't react in any noticeable way to the mention of multiple worlds. Sora had long ago given up on "world order" since arriving at Landel's. He didn't think even Donald could blame him for that.

Tsurugi didn't comment on anything to do with the Heartless, which Sora was thankful for, even if he recognized that it was probably for his sake. But they'd made a silent decision to not talk about that incident any more than they had to, so Sora tried to push on.

"It's not bad at all," he said with a shake of his head. "I love getting to see new things and meet new people and help out." While there had been some heartbreak along the way, in the end it had all been put right, hadn't it? But then Landel's had come along and disturbed all of that.

Well, if Sora tried to see this as just another adventure, if a much longer one, then it became a little easier to swallow. He had made new friends here; he couldn't deny that.

[knightspirit]

[wow I'm sorry for this tiny thing]

That much sounded familiar, at least, both in sentiment, and the almost ridiculous genuineness behind it. Kyousuke had to smile at it, somewhat amused by by the simplicity of Sora's thinking, but not really in a bad way. It was refreshing, in a sense. ... Not that he was ever about to say that.

"It was like that for my friends and I, too," he commented. "We met a lot of people, and picked up allies along the way." They hadn't been across worlds like Sora had, but at the heart of things, their fights sounded similar enough.

[lighthearted]

Was that a smile? Sora hadn't seen Tsurugi offer one of those until now, and he wasn't entirely sure what he'd said that had caused it. It made him feel better to realize that even when he was feeling as low as he did right now, he could still inspire smiles in others. And without even trying!

"Really?" Sora asked in response to Tsurugi's statement. He wouldn't have thought that soccer would lead to meeting lots of people, but in a way it made sense. "Well, it's played as a team, right? So of course you made friends." Though from what he could tell, none of Tsurugi's friends were here. That was pretty common, unfortunately. Sora wondered if it was better to never have a familiar face show up here, if it meant not having to watch them leave either.

Riku and Kairi weren't here any longer, but he was pretty sure that having them around had still given him a boost of strength. While he wished they were here to help him through this, their hearts were still present. He knew it. And so he'd do his best to stay strong for them.

[knightspirit]

Kyousuke couldn't really blame Sora for his assumption, about things, really. Anyone outside the influence of Fifth Sector wouldn't have much reason to believe things weren't normal. But for them, they hadn't been.

"It was more complicated than that," he explained. "Where we come from, soccer was being controlled in every aspect, from the growth of the players, to determining scores beforehand. I won't go into all the details, but they were fearsome guys most people wouldn't dare to go up against. ... I used to be part of that. But there was one unbelievable guy who couldn't accept that was the way things were supposed to be, and kept doing whatever he pleased. It was small, but his wind kept growing, and we all ended up caught up in it. We ended up in a revolution to get rid of managed soccer for good, and after a while, others started following our example."

... And eventually, the revolution succeeded, even if he wasn't there to enjoy that right now. He doubted it sounded too impressive to someone who saved worlds or wasn't familiar with the full extent of Fifth Sector's horrors, but it was a precious victory for them, and that was what counted.

But he couldn't say much, apart from that, since nurses were starting to round people up around them. It looked like there wasn't much time left. It was too bad; he actually wouldn't have minded talking more.

[lighthearted]

Sora hadn't expected his comment to result in a long explanation from Tsurugi, but this was the sort of thing he'd been hoping to draw out of the other boy, and so he listened carefully.

It did sound a little out of this world, because he'd never thought of a simple game as being something so serious. But it clearly meant a lot to Tsurugi, judging from the passion that appeared in his eyes when he talked about it. That was the sort of thing Sora always noticed, and he had to smile in spite of himself.

"It's good, to fight for what you believe in and what you care about. With friends at your side and the right attitude, anything's possible." And Sora believed those words, to the point that he had to apply them to his current situation. Somehow, someway, he would beat this illness. With all the people willing to help him, how couldn't he?

Sora couldn't say anything more, though, seeing how a pair of nurses dropped by to collect them. So he'd somehow survived the first shift of the day. Hopefully they would get easier as he went along. He stood from his seat and ignored the stabbing pain that went through his stomach as a result. "Thanks again, Tsurugi," he said to the other patient. "For everything."