[ weirdly, Roxas actually managed to follow all of that meandering ramble. there's parts of it that catch on all his raw edges - the idea of needing Sora to be part of him to continue being him, when really, really, it seems like for all people are so fond of telling Roxas he's only half of Sora, it was Sora that needed him in order to wake up - but.
but through the flare of anger and sense of injustice, he thinks he gets what Ven's saying. even when I didn't remember I still knew I was me. that strikes a chord in Roxas that's stronger than the bitterness threatening to consume him again.
i'm still me, he remembers saying to Axel, once. i'll always be me. ]
... Right. [ a humourless chuckle. ] I think I get it. [ i might not know it's you, and you might not know it's me-- ] Someone else might not know it's you, but... you're still here anyway.
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but through the flare of anger and sense of injustice, he thinks he gets what Ven's saying. even when I didn't remember I still knew I was me. that strikes a chord in Roxas that's stronger than the bitterness threatening to consume him again.
i'm still me, he remembers saying to Axel, once. i'll always be me. ]
... Right. [ a humourless chuckle. ] I think I get it. [ i might not know it's you, and you might not know it's me-- ] Someone else might not know it's you, but... you're still here anyway.
[ I get it now, Naminé. ]