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she checks the shoreline for any sign of him, but there is none. he is gone. gone, she thinks. truly gone. it's her fault; of course, because if she had been stronger, if she had fought back harder this wouldn't have happened. he's always saving her, but sometimes, she wants to save herself for a change.
"hey."
riku is standing before her with two seashells in hand.
"xion thought you might like them."
kairi smiles because it's sweet and she thinks of the countless hours she spent looking at seashells herself.
"it's beautiful. tell her i said thank you."
he nods and turns away from her, but then stops and walks over instead. she feels his arms wrap around her and she begins to cry. she feels like a child in his arms and it's been so long since he's comforted her like this. sora never really knew what to do when it came to crying girls, but somehow riku was always ready. even now he is ready.
"don't blame yourself, kairi," is what he wants to say, but he knows it will do nothing so he opts to hold her for a little while longer.
it's all he can do at this point.