"You're curious then?" Luxu asked as he rose from the ground, leaving the arrangement of Thalassa Shells in the sand. "I think it goes without saying...
Kairos' mention of a secret knock or password of some sort brought Luxu's gaze to the girl, breaking away briefly from the island to address her once...
"It's not as bad as it sounds. It only takes 1,000 hours to become a master of something. Spend 10,000 hours doing something, and you're the greatest...
Luxu could agree to the comedic value of the hypothetical situation in which he would attempt befriending the queen. Of course he would never bother...
Once time was reset in this world, Luxu stepped forward with his Keyblade still in hand. Turning to Kairos again, he raised said Keyblade to the nape...
"Well that's just downright selfish of you," he jested during a slow, measured descent. Luxu would never reach the coated ground, nor would he allow...
In response to his joking offer, Kairos mentioned that she'd lay claim to the Master's hair. Such a thing made him suddenly seem almost legitimately...