[There's humor in his voice, even if it sounds tired. He's past feeling frustrated or surprised, having been through this with three friends already. Mostly, he feels relieved.]
It's a long story.
But the short of it-- if some old lady says they're gonna teach you a lesson, you'd better believe it.
[He doesn't know what to say to that. Frankly, he's baffled. And old lady did what? Teach him a lesson about what? None of it makes any sense, so he focuses on one thing he does know for sure.]
[He shakes his head. He's not sure what he thought had been happening, aside from Vanitas trying to mess with his head again. He'd just been so...angry.]
[Sora has always been clearly expressive, and most of the time Roxas will be able to tell exactly what Sora is feeling from the tone, or the look on his face. Things are a little more difficult now that he can't see the other, can only hear him.]
[And there it is. He'd told him they'd clashed over something, though he'd never clarified what. At the time, their mind had been on other more pressing matters. Now that he looks back, both at what was said earlier today and what was said back then, he can't ignore it.]
[The silence stretches out even longer this time. No, he didn't tell Sora why. He hadn't wanted him to know, hadn't been prepared to share the way his thoughts got all tangled up when it come to Sora—his own insecurity, the rush of panic that came when anything threatened to hurt him, the primal need to protect his Other that even Roxas didn't understand. Still doesn't, not entirely, not even now.]
[He cuts himself off. This conversation is inevitable, has been since he let the truth slip to Sora without even being aware of it. But something niggles at him, feels wrong, and he takes a moment to figure out what.]
Axel's still there, isn't he?
[He trusts his best friend with just about anything. Would himself listen to anything Axel wanted to unburden himself of. But there are some things that should remain between a Nobody and his Other.]
[It's lost on him why he'd want to hide it from other people. Maybe before they'd come this far, he could understand. But right now he's just confused.]
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It's a long story.
But the short of it-- if some old lady says they're gonna teach you a lesson, you'd better believe it.
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I punched you.
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[His tone is mildly flat, though far from serious or grudging. A quiet moment as he rubs his face a little.]
You were pretty angry all right.
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[He shakes his head. He's not sure what he thought had been happening, aside from Vanitas trying to mess with his head again. He'd just been so...angry.]
I'm sorry.
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You believe me now, right?
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[Unreservedly so, for all that he still can't wrap his mind around this happening at all, much less how it happened.]
Vanitas would never...
I do.
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All right.
So...what now?
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Yes. But—I told you about that ages ago, remember? We ran into each other and he was a jerk, so...
[But he'd left out a few critical details, hadn't he?]
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[And there it is. He'd told him they'd clashed over something, though he'd never clarified what. At the time, their mind had been on other more pressing matters. Now that he looks back, both at what was said earlier today and what was said back then, he can't ignore it.]
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I know.
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So it's true then.
[Now this part is more for the other.]
It was because of what he did to me before, wasn't it?
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[He cuts himself off. This conversation is inevitable, has been since he let the truth slip to Sora without even being aware of it. But something niggles at him, feels wrong, and he takes a moment to figure out what.]
Axel's still there, isn't he?
[He trusts his best friend with just about anything. Would himself listen to anything Axel wanted to unburden himself of. But there are some things that should remain between a Nobody and his Other.]
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Yeah, he's here. Why?
Did you wanna talk to him?
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I just think this should stay between the two of us.
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[It's lost on him why he'd want to hide it from other people. Maybe before they'd come this far, he could understand. But right now he's just confused.]
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You wanna come over or something?
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[Normally, he'd jump at the chance to meet up with Roxas. The hesitance says something in itself.]
Maybe not for a while.
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[He doesn't want to leave it at this, but who is he to insist? He punched Sora, hurt him. Lied to him, if by omission.
He really, really hopes this whole incident doesn't undo a lot of the distance they've crossed together.]
Sure. Just...whenever, then.
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Wait.]
Roxas, I wanna go-- I want to talk -- but... it's the Unversed.
You saw what they did today at Kahve. They're out of control. If you weren't there, who knows what might've happened.
If I don't take care of this first, people are going to get hurt.
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