[Having a little more distance between himself and the door than either of the Frisks, the blast only manages to send Riku to his knees, both hands slapping against the ground to keep himself from taking a face plant. He shakes his head to clear some of the disorientation before taking in his surroundings. Hallways? He hates this already.]
Like the Dream Width? [Riku climbs to his feet as he ponders over what Takeshi has said. He doesn't remember much about his arrival through the Dream Width, and he hasn't yet been inside it to help pull others out yet, so he has nothing to compare this experience to. But he trusts that Takeshi knows what he's talking about.]
You think we're somehow...inside the Dream Width?
[When his replica trails off he feels a compulsion to question him more, but his sudden switch to Dark Replica makes him hold his tongue. Something is wrong. But Takeshi is right that they can't just keep standing here. He reaches for his sword, his hand resting on the hilt, prepared to draw it if necessary.]
He's right. We should get moving. But we need to decide on a path to take. Anyone feeling lucky?
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Like the Dream Width? [Riku climbs to his feet as he ponders over what Takeshi has said. He doesn't remember much about his arrival through the Dream Width, and he hasn't yet been inside it to help pull others out yet, so he has nothing to compare this experience to. But he trusts that Takeshi knows what he's talking about.]
You think we're somehow...inside the Dream Width?
[When his replica trails off he feels a compulsion to question him more, but his sudden switch to Dark Replica makes him hold his tongue. Something is wrong. But Takeshi is right that they can't just keep standing here. He reaches for his sword, his hand resting on the hilt, prepared to draw it if necessary.]
He's right. We should get moving. But we need to decide on a path to take. Anyone feeling lucky?