[And then Sora's screaming, and Roxas practically catapults out of Axel's arms, flinging himself around Sora, gritting his teeth and hiding his Other's face in his shoulder just to muffle the sound, even when it can't muffle the shockwaves rushing between them, a cataclysm of pain and hurt-- why why why.]
Sora no, stoppit. Sora, we've--
[He swallows harshly, his throat is so thick with all the tears running down his face, he can't find his voice. He tries again, and again, before simply sitting on the ground with Sora pulled down next to him, leaning against the other heavily. Sharing in the pain and sorrow and fear, fear that it isn't okay.]
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Sora no, stoppit. Sora, we've--
[He swallows harshly, his throat is so thick with all the tears running down his face, he can't find his voice. He tries again, and again, before simply sitting on the ground with Sora pulled down next to him, leaning against the other heavily. Sharing in the pain and sorrow and fear, fear that it isn't okay.]
[That it can't quite be for a long time.]