[It stings to hear that. 'I thought I hated you.' Sora's always tried really, really hard to be good to others, to be fair and kind and helpful and bring smiles back to sad faces. It's second nature. So to think that, just by being himself, by giving up everything to save Kairi, he had brought into being this other boy, been completely unaware that he had even existed for the first part of his life, and invited Roxas' hatred just by being is pretty upsetting to hear.

But he doesn't blame him. Sora's pretty sure if the boot had been on the other foot, he would probably have hated him too.

His face does fall a little though to hear it, just for a moment, but then he fights it off and shakes his head. Even as Roxas clarifies what he means and assures him his anger was pointed at other targets too, he can't blame him for feeling that way.

Roxas felt so many things, and Sora had felt them too, through his memories. How he could even think that he'd never had a heart when he had felt all of that so acutely...

Well. Sora's about to put that misconception to bed once and for all.]

You know, that's the funny thing about getting angry. It's something you can't control sometimes because the heart feels what it feels. We can't change that.

And you have one too, you know. It's as real as mine is.