[ he's blushing again. though, with other things on her mind, Xion doesn't pay much attention to it. she just stays right where she is, content to be pressed up against him.

that last bit makes her laugh, and she gives his hand a gentle squeeze. ]

... I think that's true. What does it matter? We're ... we're still people. [ right? ] We matter as much as anyone else. So ... I'm glad. I'm glad I'm here. [ she beams at him. ] I'm glad I got to meet people like you. It makes every bad thing in this place worth it a hundred times over.