[His inability to track the days after his merge with Sora was simultaneously upsetting and yet not. Not too long after his consciousness realized it was still at least observing the world, he wondered if perhaps he'd just fade away if he stopped caring about things. There were enough factors in play that simply existing as something that watched through his other's eyes just wasn't the way he wanted to 'live', if you could call it that at all. By the time he'd realized that he simply was stuck that way, he'd realized that he just had no way to effectively tell how much time had passed and that was one of those things he just ended up having to deal with.
Roxas honestly felt at least some relief when Xion posed the question that she did. There was more to the story than just what he'd covered up to his merge and part of him was still wondering if what he tried to do to Sora back at Memory's Skyscraper was even right to begin with... even if the end result gave him the closure needed to just 'let go' of most of his resentment. To his shock, that release apparently gave his other their Final Form, as the boy had called it.
Some part of him would openly, if not somewhat loathingly admit that it was a pretty cool way for the combined power from Xion and him to be used.]
After he did everything he was supposed to.
[He started his explanation with a sigh. It wasn't from the annoyance of talking about it, it was more his ongoing annoyance that everything went according to DiZ's plan for the most part.]
After Sora woke up, he did just what they expected him to do. With a little prodding from King Mickey, he went right after the Organization.
[Though he tried not to drag on with things, he retold the story of their other's struggle against their former compatriots and how the remaining members of the Organization were cut down one at a time. He talked of his shock to find that Axel had survived their duel and how he tried to have Sora consumed by a mob of heartless to bring him back -only to change his mind at the last moment and sacrifice himself so Sora would live.
He let it go quiet for a moment there, as if offering some silence out of respect for their mutual friend. When he picked up again, his tone was a note sadder, as if retelling that opened a wound that hadn't quite started to heal. He told of Sora's arrival in the World That Never Was and how through a means even he couldn't understand, he managed to manifest physically in top form and summon a pair of Samurai Nobodies to hold Donald and Goofy at bay while he snatched Sora off to a duel.]
I still don't know how I did it... but after I lost, I wasn't mad at him.
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Roxas honestly felt at least some relief when Xion posed the question that she did. There was more to the story than just what he'd covered up to his merge and part of him was still wondering if what he tried to do to Sora back at Memory's Skyscraper was even right to begin with... even if the end result gave him the closure needed to just 'let go' of most of his resentment. To his shock, that release apparently gave his other their Final Form, as the boy had called it.
Some part of him would openly, if not somewhat loathingly admit that it was a pretty cool way for the combined power from Xion and him to be used.]
After he did everything he was supposed to.
[He started his explanation with a sigh. It wasn't from the annoyance of talking about it, it was more his ongoing annoyance that everything went according to DiZ's plan for the most part.]
After Sora woke up, he did just what they expected him to do. With a little prodding from King Mickey, he went right after the Organization.
[Though he tried not to drag on with things, he retold the story of their other's struggle against their former compatriots and how the remaining members of the Organization were cut down one at a time. He talked of his shock to find that Axel had survived their duel and how he tried to have Sora consumed by a mob of heartless to bring him back -only to change his mind at the last moment and sacrifice himself so Sora would live.
He let it go quiet for a moment there, as if offering some silence out of respect for their mutual friend. When he picked up again, his tone was a note sadder, as if retelling that opened a wound that hadn't quite started to heal. He told of Sora's arrival in the World That Never Was and how through a means even he couldn't understand, he managed to manifest physically in top form and summon a pair of Samurai Nobodies to hold Donald and Goofy at bay while he snatched Sora off to a duel.]
I still don't know how I did it... but after I lost, I wasn't mad at him.
I don't know why, but I think I was relieved.