Scott
*Fiora would be engulfed by a green light as Dado's healing reached her. Her severe injuries would disappear and she began to move, but just barely. She picked herself up, being fairly groggy from what happened.*
Randolph
Elsewhere in the dust bowl, a slim figure could be seen skulking about. Not really 'skulking', but being cautious. He'd been here multiple times, each visit ending horribly- but he couldnt stay away.

Partially from selfishness, partially from stupidity, and then because of the visions brought about by the stray key. It had left him, but it only served to prove that there *Is* Something more in this ruined world.

And so, he finally returns to the badlands.

If she were to listen closely, Fiora could hear the ticking of something akin to a clock in the near distance. Soon after it picks up, the figure finally emerges from the outer layer of the storm. 

The figure in question is a boy with maroon hair, holding the unmistakable shape of a keyblade in his hand. Something reminiscent of the twilight town clock tower- if fiora had ever been.

He continues walking forward for a few moments, before spotting fiora, almost jumping back in suprise as his face shows blatant shock.

"*Woah!"*, he blurts out. Incredibly stealthy.

He had been sensing a faint source of light, and its only grown stronger now as hes looking at the stranger. He hadnt actually expected to find any people here though. Monsters, sure, but not another human who isnt made of pure darkness.

So, he just stands there, awkwardly staring at Fiora. He notices the sluggish posture, speaking cautiously.

"Are.. You okay?" His tone is unsure of what to make of her.

He hadnt caught a sight of her before the severe wounds had healed, but still. She doesnt seem to be moving like someone in good health.
Scott
*Fiora was confused at first when she heard ticking. Was a walking, clock heartless or something in the area? She pushed herself up some more, about to fully stand until she heard Ranoa, which startled her back to the ground. Scrambling around, she saw Ranoa and looked at him, confused.*

"Y-yeah, i'm okay. But who are you? What are you doing here? And... Why do you seem familiar...?"