And be welcome

Who?: Xion and YOU.
When?: Unknown. Some time after her death. Maybe it's all just a dream.
Where?: The Twilight Town clock tower.

[[It's almost like she was waiting for something. Xion sits in her usual spot on the tower lege, swinging her feet idly as she watches the clouds. Behind her, up against the edge of the railing, is a cooler with many bars of ice cream - mostly seasalt, but a few other flavors - in it.]]

[[At the sound of footsteps, she looks over.]]

I was beginning to wonder if anyone would remember.