[While it might have seemed almost simple for him to accept, a belief that he valued, to Xion who had always found herself weighed through the worth of what she did for the Organization. For the worth of being able to be useful-- the idea that their memories alone amounted to their right to exist. It was... really different. It was something... something she really did want to believe as earnestly as he did. Bur something that was almost secretly appealing. Something that... she wasn't lost to by any measure.
He carried the appeal of it further with his words, only shaking it at the mention of the lacking purpose. They had one though, didn't they? They... They wouldn't be there otherwise, would they? To her, still existing meant that she had left something undone. Or maybe she just simply needed that comfort. That reason. A sense of security. But... part of her whispered deep down-- didn't she already have that? Wasn't he--
A heart...
Normal lives...
'...it'll be alright. I'm sure of it.'
The Sora vibe of his statements. That didn't even register to her-- because it was Roxas she was facing then. It was always Roxas. Xion would always see him first before Sora. Not like the others who saw it the other way around. But what did hit her was... that no matter how simple it sounded, there was one thing still clawing at the back of her mind. One thing she knew they had to touch base on-- something that had until then been avoided mainly due to the sudden heartless attack and then further deterred by his explanation of events since her fading. But now-- she knew she had to say something.]
...Even given this chance though. Roxas... If I still am what I am, I might... I might do that again. I don't have any control over it. I shouldn't even... [She let go of his arm in emphasis, too afraid for him to allow her reluctance to get the best of her. Fearful that she was affecting him by that touch alone. Sapping his strength as she had before.]
I'm usually the same way 8D; Unless my muse dies
He carried the appeal of it further with his words, only shaking it at the mention of the lacking purpose. They had one though, didn't they? They... They wouldn't be there otherwise, would they? To her, still existing meant that she had left something undone. Or maybe she just simply needed that comfort. That reason. A sense of security. But... part of her whispered deep down-- didn't she already have that? Wasn't he--
A heart...
Normal lives...
'...it'll be alright. I'm sure of it.'
The Sora vibe of his statements. That didn't even register to her-- because it was Roxas she was facing then. It was always Roxas. Xion would always see him first before Sora. Not like the others who saw it the other way around. But what did hit her was... that no matter how simple it sounded, there was one thing still clawing at the back of her mind. One thing she knew they had to touch base on-- something that had until then been avoided mainly due to the sudden heartless attack and then further deterred by his explanation of events since her fading. But now-- she knew she had to say something.]
...Even given this chance though. Roxas... If I still am what I am, I might... I might do that again. I don't have any control over it. I shouldn't even... [She let go of his arm in emphasis, too afraid for him to allow her reluctance to get the best of her. Fearful that she was affecting him by that touch alone. Sapping his strength as she had before.]
What if... we run out of time?