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[Roxas is looking right at the camera, a popsicle stick in his mouth. He narrows his eyes and sits up better.]
You know, Gods, it's a little hard to appreciate a gift when you don't know what it is. [Leaning back, he pulls something out of his pocket and produces it for the camera, holding it up as carefully as possible. Wouldn't you know it, but it's a small yellow object, much like a sea shell. He looks at it and twirls it in his fingers.]
Not really sure which one was supposed to be a joke. I've never seen this thing before.
[He removes the popsicle stick from his mouth and sets it on the ground...then shows the camera the sea salt ice cream magnet.]
Nice try. [He reaches out and turns off the feed.]
You know, Gods, it's a little hard to appreciate a gift when you don't know what it is. [Leaning back, he pulls something out of his pocket and produces it for the camera, holding it up as carefully as possible. Wouldn't you know it, but it's a small yellow object, much like a sea shell. He looks at it and twirls it in his fingers.]
Not really sure which one was supposed to be a joke. I've never seen this thing before.
[He removes the popsicle stick from his mouth and sets it on the ground...then shows the camera the sea salt ice cream magnet.]
Nice try. [He reaches out and turns off the feed.]
