[Someone's embraced Sora but it still feels like a sword's being driven into his chest, like someone's twisting it just because they can. But even if it's all shattered, the pieces are there. They're lying at his feet, and they're broken. But none of them have gone missing.
[And Roxas is there, he's got his arms around Sora, and something is wrong with him. But at least he's here now, with hi other. He realizes as Roxas' voice speaks into his ear, as buries Sora's face in his shoulder, that Roxas is the one who's feeling all of this. He's feeling so much of it it's just broken loose and flooded their connection. Dragged him from a place of solace to here where it's all wrong, so he can share the burden.]
[And even if he's never felt anything so painful in his life, his arms shakily reach up and around Roxas, clutching at his coat and pulling him as close as he possibly can.]
[Somewhere in the awful sea of pain, there's a tiny voice that says that Roxas is really, really sad. And he's desperate to fix it. Even if he can't.]
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[And Roxas is there, he's got his arms around Sora, and something is wrong with him. But at least he's here now, with hi other. He realizes as Roxas' voice speaks into his ear, as buries Sora's face in his shoulder, that Roxas is the one who's feeling all of this. He's feeling so much of it it's just broken loose and flooded their connection. Dragged him from a place of solace to here where it's all wrong, so he can share the burden.]
[And even if he's never felt anything so painful in his life, his arms shakily reach up and around Roxas, clutching at his coat and pulling him as close as he possibly can.]
[Somewhere in the awful sea of pain, there's a tiny voice that says that Roxas is really, really sad. And he's desperate to fix it. Even if he can't.]