Snippet #1731999

Stop apologizing.

"I'll try..." Sora noted in his head that he wasn't usually this apologetic, but it was also worth noting that he didn't usually have a fairly casual conversation with a ghost...

As he walked through the halls behind her, he looked about. It was more with unfamiliarity that he looked about, more than anything. He stopped outside the door, not noticing that she had ghosted through the door, instead of it being open. He looked around for a little longer, and sniffed the air a little, he caught scent of the perfume, "Hmm, Ice-creamy..." He noted aloud, A-are you coming? "Yep." He also hadn't noticed the slightly muted sound of her calling through the door, only that she had spoke. When he began to walk he was still looking around, and so the inevitable happened.

THUMP!

Sora bounced off of the door, leaving him flat on his ass, "Ow..." He said rubbing his nose, "Well, at least we found out that I can't walk through solid objects. I guess that's a good thing...I think...