[ Sora doesn't excavate the silence like he might normally, has in his time in the City learned more about the art of being Quiet than he honestly ever was able to at any other time or location. It's partially that the situations he found himself in were never much call for learning the perks of Not Talking, but it's also that he thinks the people he was involved with needed conversation more than the opposite. In this case he thinks it's a bit of both and he gives Roxas' shoulder a slight squeeze again as they walk, thoughtful but keeping it to himself for the time being.
When Roxas does speak again, Sora doesn't quite wince but it's a near thing. His own heart might threaten to jump into his throat, but he swallows down the feeling as much as the idea and inclines his head a little. Sora has never had the misfortune of feeling that, but he knows how he felt when he thought he had lost Riku, and worse that Riku felt - however darkly influenced - that Sora had, in a sense, betrayed him whether he meant to or not. He is sure he can count as many feelings that are as bad on one hand, for which he's glad, but it leaves him a little ill feeling all the same, just the memory, long ago as it is now - or so it seems.
He thinks about Roxas, having to go it alone and genuinely believing he hadn't anyone else. Unconsciously, he leans in closer, and the way they're walking arms over shoulders, they could be brothers or best friends but the truth is it's not that simple. They turn down another street, but even with all the people about Sora hardly notices them. ] Did you think...did you think Axel'd been lying to you about...being friends too? [ His voice is quiet, not wanting to be insulting, but it feels like the kind of thing they should talk about rather than just telling him how sorry he is. Because he is sorry but that doesn't help anyone really. Maybe talking about what happened, though it won't change anything, can help in other tiny ways. He's not sure, but he's sure willing to find out. ]
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When Roxas does speak again, Sora doesn't quite wince but it's a near thing. His own heart might threaten to jump into his throat, but he swallows down the feeling as much as the idea and inclines his head a little. Sora has never had the misfortune of feeling that, but he knows how he felt when he thought he had lost Riku, and worse that Riku felt - however darkly influenced - that Sora had, in a sense, betrayed him whether he meant to or not. He is sure he can count as many feelings that are as bad on one hand, for which he's glad, but it leaves him a little ill feeling all the same, just the memory, long ago as it is now - or so it seems.
He thinks about Roxas, having to go it alone and genuinely believing he hadn't anyone else. Unconsciously, he leans in closer, and the way they're walking arms over shoulders, they could be brothers or best friends but the truth is it's not that simple. They turn down another street, but even with all the people about Sora hardly notices them. ] Did you think...did you think Axel'd been lying to you about...being friends too? [ His voice is quiet, not wanting to be insulting, but it feels like the kind of thing they should talk about rather than just telling him how sorry he is. Because he is sorry but that doesn't help anyone really. Maybe talking about what happened, though it won't change anything, can help in other tiny ways. He's not sure, but he's sure willing to find out. ]