[House 5 held too many memories. As did Good Spirits. Where else could they go... Ah.
Still holding her hand, Luke slides off of the railing, speaking only once his feet are on the solid bridge.]
How about your house? I won't stay too long. [Definitely not for the night or anything. Xion already had a lot of people in her house, particularly a few who would probably judge or glare at him, so staying with her would definitely mean imposing.]
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Still holding her hand, Luke slides off of the railing, speaking only once his feet are on the solid bridge.]
How about your house? I won't stay too long. [Definitely not for the night or anything. Xion already had a lot of people in her house, particularly a few who would probably judge or glare at him, so staying with her would definitely mean imposing.]