Roxas told himself that he wasn't dreaming, and that what was going on was real. His face was red with excitement, but he didn't really know
where to start. He decided to rub Namine's feet for a while, and decided to do to Namine what he was going to do to Xion.
For a while, he massaged the young witch's feet, until...
"Roxas, get creative a little," Namine encouraged.
"Don't worry about me. It's all right."
Roxas still didn't want to get too crazy with her feet, so he lightly tickled them.
The very second his fingers touched het sole, Namine giggled a little. Roxas couldn't understand it,
but the sound of her laughing reassured him a little.
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