Actually, you kinda are. We can't really show up unless people want to see us. [Roxas, lowkey dying as his friends don't summon him. But he pauses...and perks up a little, a quiet "oh!" coming from under the hood as he sits back on his heels and digs around in his cloak.
He'll hold out his hand, palm up, and...it's a mini-version of Flame Liberator. It does absolutely nothing, but it's an identical replica? Like the size of a car key.]
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Actually, you kinda are. We can't really show up unless people want to see us. [Roxas, lowkey dying as his friends don't summon him. But he pauses...and perks up a little, a quiet "oh!" coming from under the hood as he sits back on his heels and digs around in his cloak.
He'll hold out his hand, palm up, and...it's a mini-version of Flame Liberator. It does absolutely nothing, but it's an identical replica? Like the size of a car key.]