[Neku's reflexes are still good, but apparently his life back home has been peaceful: he jumps nearly a foot, screaming. While his voice isn't exactly *deeper*, it's evened out, losing some of that raspy crack of adolescence.
He wheels around, eyes huge and blank with nonrecognition. But after a few moments he calms, confused look blooming into a grin.]
Squall?!
[He grasps the older man's upper arm in a friendly grip, squeezing]
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He wheels around, eyes huge and blank with nonrecognition. But after a few moments he calms, confused look blooming into a grin.]
Squall?!
[He grasps the older man's upper arm in a friendly grip, squeezing]
Holy shit, is that really you?