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I'm not sure— [Allura dips to help gather the pictures. Roxas' are mixed with a handful of ones despicting a strange land that floats in a sky of pinks and blues, and beautiful fields of pink flowers, and... for some reason a room with what looks like a swimming pool on the ceiling?

Her hand pauses over the familiar images, eyes flickering with recognition and she frowns, hesitant to pick them up. Releasing her breath, she instead she goes for one of a strange land, gingerly offering the one of the city in the sunset to him,] ...Is this your home?

[She assumes. El Nysa sure likes shoving their memories back into their faces, it seems.]