[The sun was too bright. Rubbing his eyes with the back of a big hand in an attempt to clear them of sleep, Cliff blearily looked up when he heard that familiar voice.]
...Souji.
[There wasn't any question-- he would recognize that boyish voice no matter the distance that separated them. Cliff shook his head with a huff, giving up on trying to force his vision to focus for the moment, and found himself smiling wryly over the familiarity of this.]
Yanno, this is almost like deja-vu. I had a dream that was similar to this last fall-- where are we?
action;
...Souji.
[There wasn't any question-- he would recognize that boyish voice no matter the distance that separated them. Cliff shook his head with a huff, giving up on trying to force his vision to focus for the moment, and found himself smiling wryly over the familiarity of this.]
Yanno, this is almost like deja-vu. I had a dream that was similar to this last fall-- where are we?