[Something warm blooms in his chest when Sora says that, and Roxas smiles again, softer this time. It's what he was hoping for, after all, but it means something more to hear him say it.]

Thank you.

[There's no one left to remember him but Sora. No one else he knew who mattered, and even Sora had been oblivious to Roxas' life until it was over. His own recollection of that short meeting is somewhat hazy, as if they'd both been dreaming it, but he'd known what he was doing.]

Those things that rescued people, the Natha, do you think they just...split us in two again? [He tilts his head, considering.] They had to have, right? I didn't think that could happen unless you turned into a Heartless.

[Which would be bad.]