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[ Today, you are having a perfectly normal day. Perhaps you are on your way to the battle dome. Perhaps you're walking home along the path. Perhaps you're in the middle of town. Or perhaps you're heading further north.

If you're anywhere along this meandering south-to-north route, a young girl is going to slam into you at a full tilt. She's very sorry; she didn't see you there. But she's got this sense of absolute panic she can't quite shake, and she wants to get home right this moment.

In her disorientation, she has, of course, forgotten she can access magical portals of darkness. Forgive her; after all, she spent rather a long time here without them! And who wants to be messing about with the forces of darkness when they are too panicked to think straight?

Anyway, she may slam into you so hard that you both fall over. Or maybe she'll just knock you off balance. Either way, there is now a very startled, dazed, and still somewhat panicked teenager staring at you with wide eyes. She's barefoot, and her dress is dirty, but she seems otherwise alright. What will you do? ]

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[if she were to ask what made him think of it, he'd probably tell her. he'd also tell her how much his respect for Roxas skyrocketed after talking with him, and how much he hates the unfairness of it all-- but then, maybe that's why they're all here in Luceti. separate. still together, somehow.]

You were happy then, right?

[ Now she's just plain staring at him, her brows drawing together. ]

... Sora ... why are you asking me these things?

... I just want to be sure, that's all. If you were happy then, and you're happy now, then I want to make sure it stays that way.

[ .... ]

... I was happy then ... at least, I thought I was. But ... not always. A lot of bad things happened back then, too. But ... Sora, I appreciate it, I really do, but ... you can't make it stay that way. [ She smiles, a little. ] All you have to do is be my friend. After all, that's ... that's all I want.

[that won't stop him from trying to make it stay that way, Sora almost argues, but he just pauses, mouth open. closes it to form a light smile. he'll try anyway, he can't help it, it's hardwired into his being... but Sora understands where she's coming from.]

You've got it, Xion.

Sora... [ She pauses for a long moment, reviewing their conversation in her mind. ] ... what made you want to ask in the first place? Did that really just come out of nowhere?

[she's got him there, too.]

No. I just... Roxas told me a little bit about his life before he came here, that's all.

... what did he tell you? [ A little concerned, now. How much ... how much did Roxas tell him? Surely not everything... ]

[his pause probably says way more than his words ever will. so does the way he tilts his head and eyes her, a sad little glint in his eye. suddenly, the distance looks awfully interesting.]

Not everything, I don't think. But... most of it.

[ She stops walking. It's all she can do to stare at him, trying not to look as troubled as she feels.

... does he know the truth? Sora ... last time he was here ... he'd been in a coma when she died. And even back home, he was still asleep...

Does he know ... about Roxas? ] I ... Sora, I ...

... everything I did ... I did it because I wanted to. [ She stares at the ground, suddenly so sad. ] I shouldn't have -- I shouldn't have gotten R-- anyone else involved, but ... in the end, I know I did the right thing. Roxas... I think it took him a little longer. But ... in the end, I think what both of us wanted was ...

[ She trails off, and just looks up at him, and smiles, sad and faint and crooked. ]

[a part of him wants to just... pull Xion into his arms and hug her, like doing so will somehow choke out the unfairness of the whole thing.]

[an irrational part of him is afraid that she'll disappear if he does. she'll be a forgotten part of him, like a wayward thought on the tip of his mind that he just can't conjure, no matter how hard he strains. another part still is silently blaming himself.]

I know. [he finally manages.] I know that things happened the way they did because it was supposed to... fix things. [it still seems strange to Sora to even think of it that way.]

But every time I think back about it, I can't help but feel like things aren't fixed. [Sora knows that it was her decision, but he still thinks that Xion didn't deserve to just... disappear, no matter who she is or what she holds. his own smile is fairly faint.]

I don't really know how else to describe that feeling, I guess.

Well ... if that's how you feel here, then... maybe, when you go back home, you can fix things there, instead. [ She smiles, just a little tiny bit. She's not sure if she really believes things CAN be fixed... but she does believe that no matter what happens, Sora will try. ] Someday, you'll do it. I know you will. [ For a moment, she sounds eerily like Kairi. ]

[Sora's own smile widens to something he's nearly always wearing.]

I promise I will. All right?

... I believe you. [ Her smile is very warm. ] I'll always believe in you, Sora.

I'm glad, Xion. That's... really all I need to get this done. Faith from my friends.

[ ... she takes his hand and squeezes it.

Sometimes she thinks it's a marvel that he doesn't quite see. Why they all do so much for him. Why ... he's so special. ]

[he looks vaguely surprised at first-- though he would be entirely surprised if Xion vocalized that thought. he doesn't see himself as special; he's just acting on what comes naturally. what he thinks anybody else would do in his shoes.]

[but then those slightly raised eyebrows relax, and he squeezes her hand back.]

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