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Well...
[ Cheeks puffing out before he draws a breath, Sora gestures again for Roxas to sit down on the carousel's edge. Not to say that he has to but that they can and that perhaps it might be better even though at this point Sora himself doesn't think an explanation will be any more shattering or illuminating than just confirming Roxas' suspicion. Maybe he suggests it because it seems more companionable, not standing and facing each other as if in preparation for some sort of showdown but sitting side by side, whether on a carousel or a clock tower, a beach or in a ship traveling between worlds. ]
It's kind of a long story.
[ He pauses. ] But when I was trying to save my friend Kairi, I turned into a Heartless. That's what [ he frowns for a second because the word 'create' sounds kind of bad even if he can't explain why, even if it's true ] um. That's when you were...born, I guess.
[ That, Sora feels, is also accurate and in its own way, truer. He didn't mean to create Roxas and Namine when he used the Keyblade of People's Hearts to sacrifice his own, pulling out his and Kairi's, but it is what happened. He can't take it back and he wonders if it's bad that he wouldn't, not only because he had to save Kairi but because he wasn't lying when he said he and Roxas are friends.
Not knowing all of Roxas' story, his judgment isn't exactly reliable, but there's a good chance even if he did know it, his end verdict would be the same. He would rather Roxas exist at all than not; he would rather have had this chance to know him. Roxas is the reason Sora thinks of this particular world between worlds as a good thing; it is an opportunity he knows he won't get again.
He adds: ]
Every time a Heartless gets created, then a there's a Nobody too.
[ Cheeks puffing out before he draws a breath, Sora gestures again for Roxas to sit down on the carousel's edge. Not to say that he has to but that they can and that perhaps it might be better even though at this point Sora himself doesn't think an explanation will be any more shattering or illuminating than just confirming Roxas' suspicion. Maybe he suggests it because it seems more companionable, not standing and facing each other as if in preparation for some sort of showdown but sitting side by side, whether on a carousel or a clock tower, a beach or in a ship traveling between worlds. ]
It's kind of a long story.
[ He pauses. ] But when I was trying to save my friend Kairi, I turned into a Heartless. That's what [ he frowns for a second because the word 'create' sounds kind of bad even if he can't explain why, even if it's true ] um. That's when you were...born, I guess.
[ That, Sora feels, is also accurate and in its own way, truer. He didn't mean to create Roxas and Namine when he used the Keyblade of People's Hearts to sacrifice his own, pulling out his and Kairi's, but it is what happened. He can't take it back and he wonders if it's bad that he wouldn't, not only because he had to save Kairi but because he wasn't lying when he said he and Roxas are friends.
Not knowing all of Roxas' story, his judgment isn't exactly reliable, but there's a good chance even if he did know it, his end verdict would be the same. He would rather Roxas exist at all than not; he would rather have had this chance to know him. Roxas is the reason Sora thinks of this particular world between worlds as a good thing; it is an opportunity he knows he won't get again.
He adds: ]
Every time a Heartless gets created, then a there's a Nobody too.
Yeah, this place is really weird...it's not something the City made happen, though. It's from back home. But it should still be impossible there.
I think I have to. Talk to someone, I mean. If I'm right...I don't know if there's anything I can do about it. But I guess I'll have to wait and see instead of deciding that now.
That's a good idea.
...You'll get an answer eventually, probably. Even if it's not what you want.
...You'll get an answer eventually, probably. Even if it's not what you want.
[ For once, Roxas goes along with what Sora wants of him. Maybe this would have been easier if he'd been wiling to listen from the start.
He doesn't think so, though. He wasn't ready before. ]
I know how Nobodies are created.
[ He doesn't say it accusingly, just factually. And even then, it's not a completely true fact. He doesn't know how this Nobody was created. ]
But you're still here. You're whole.
[ He lifts a hand as if to touch or poke Sora, then thinks better of it and drops it. ]
How come you're not still a Heartless? I'm still a Nobody.
He doesn't think so, though. He wasn't ready before. ]
I know how Nobodies are created.
[ He doesn't say it accusingly, just factually. And even then, it's not a completely true fact. He doesn't know how this Nobody was created. ]
But you're still here. You're whole.
[ He lifts a hand as if to touch or poke Sora, then thinks better of it and drops it. ]
How come you're not still a Heartless? I'm still a Nobody.
It was Kairi.
[ Sora pauses, smiling a little, seeing for a moment not the space between them on the carousel but a beach and paopu tree with three silhouettes - one his own and the other two known just as completely. He blinks, continues: ]
She protected me. I...she used light.
[ It is by no means an elegant or even particularly helpful answer but it's still the truth, Sora pausing, before, without asking, without really even thinking about it to begin with, Sora reaches out his hand to pick up Roxas' hand and then places their palms together and presses briefly. ]
I didn't even know who you were until near the end. People kept calling me 'Roxas'. Kind of confusing.
[ He doesn't mention their fight, somewhat worried Roxas might suddenly want to fight him again if the idea even gets put out there despite the fact that in Sora's time they've already fused for what seems the final time.
Glancing at Roxas, Sora wonders what Riku would tell him instead, tries to think from his standpoint but more or less fails. It's one reason they work well together maybe, that they do think differently, even if sometimes he thinks Riku could stand a little more positivity. He thinks of how he sat on the beach with Riku, how when they thought about the world needing light and darkness the idea of being the darkness hadn't bothered him.
What had bothered him of course was the idea of Kairi stuck waiting and wondering, how that seemed wrong, like their story couldn't possibly be over. Maybe that's why it had been a simpler matter to wait on that shore though, until the bottle washed up with words to lead them back, together.
Of course that's when he'd then wound up here. A frown wrinkles his expression for a second before he wipes it off, blinks again and wonders if it's lying to say Roxas doesn't stay a Nobody, if it counts to fuse together again with the original heart or if maybe it wouldn't to him, how that even works, and wishes now he'd asked Riku more about it if only to say more on it to Roxas.
It feels like the least he could do, and not really enough. ]
[ Sora pauses, smiling a little, seeing for a moment not the space between them on the carousel but a beach and paopu tree with three silhouettes - one his own and the other two known just as completely. He blinks, continues: ]
She protected me. I...she used light.
[ It is by no means an elegant or even particularly helpful answer but it's still the truth, Sora pausing, before, without asking, without really even thinking about it to begin with, Sora reaches out his hand to pick up Roxas' hand and then places their palms together and presses briefly. ]
I didn't even know who you were until near the end. People kept calling me 'Roxas'. Kind of confusing.
[ He doesn't mention their fight, somewhat worried Roxas might suddenly want to fight him again if the idea even gets put out there despite the fact that in Sora's time they've already fused for what seems the final time.
Glancing at Roxas, Sora wonders what Riku would tell him instead, tries to think from his standpoint but more or less fails. It's one reason they work well together maybe, that they do think differently, even if sometimes he thinks Riku could stand a little more positivity. He thinks of how he sat on the beach with Riku, how when they thought about the world needing light and darkness the idea of being the darkness hadn't bothered him.
What had bothered him of course was the idea of Kairi stuck waiting and wondering, how that seemed wrong, like their story couldn't possibly be over. Maybe that's why it had been a simpler matter to wait on that shore though, until the bottle washed up with words to lead them back, together.
Of course that's when he'd then wound up here. A frown wrinkles his expression for a second before he wipes it off, blinks again and wonders if it's lying to say Roxas doesn't stay a Nobody, if it counts to fuse together again with the original heart or if maybe it wouldn't to him, how that even works, and wishes now he'd asked Riku more about it if only to say more on it to Roxas.
It feels like the least he could do, and not really enough. ]
... what do you mean? Something's just true or it's not, right?
That's not a stupid question.
Why, darling, you question whether you've taken leave of your senses. Have you?
In that case, I'd attempt to understand it by attempting to logically disprove it. Look at the evidence, see if you can come up with sound, logical reasons backed by evidence that it isn't true.
Once you're finished, if it's still true then at least you've got solid reasoning and evidence on why it's true.
Once you're finished, if it's still true then at least you've got solid reasoning and evidence on why it's true.
That's not it. I just finally figured out something that doesn't make any sense.
Yeah. But something can be true when everything that makes sense says it shouldn't be...I think.
Like...science? I don't know if that would work here.
You're certain? You do seem the mad sort.
It's not really science. It's simply a logical way to approach a problem and come to a resolution.
[ That doesn't really answer any of his questions. Light? Roxas uses light, but from the way Sora's voice goes all soft and amazed when he talks about his friend, it's not the same thing at all.
He's more than a little startled when Sora takes his hand, but he doesn't jump, and he doesn't pull away. Hand in hand, even for a short time...well, they are supposed to be one, aren't they? They were, once upon a time. ]
I guess it would be.
[ He looks sidelong at Sora, not as nervous as he thinks he should be. It's like every part of him relaxed as soon as Sora said Yes. ]
I think I've known for a while now. I just didn't let myself believe it. I mean—it doesn't make sense, does it? We're not the same. But I recognized you.
And my dreams, the pictures in my head...I wasn't just seeing things, was I? I was remembering.
He's more than a little startled when Sora takes his hand, but he doesn't jump, and he doesn't pull away. Hand in hand, even for a short time...well, they are supposed to be one, aren't they? They were, once upon a time. ]
I guess it would be.
[ He looks sidelong at Sora, not as nervous as he thinks he should be. It's like every part of him relaxed as soon as Sora said Yes. ]
I think I've known for a while now. I just didn't let myself believe it. I mean—it doesn't make sense, does it? We're not the same. But I recognized you.
And my dreams, the pictures in my head...I wasn't just seeing things, was I? I was remembering.
Maybe. I'm not sure what to do even if it is, though.
None of this is logical. That's the problem.
That you've an air about you. Of course, we can always run a test of your remarkable sanity - a question here and there to see of what you ought or oughtn't ever be certain.
Now, be a good boy and answer in honesty: how much is two and two?
Now, be a good boy and answer in honesty: how much is two and two?
I do not have a mad air.
Uh, four?
Uh, four?
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