[Roxas listens carefully. The first part isn't hard to hear. It makes...sense, as far as he can tell. There are a lot of mysteries to the heart, but this isn't so difficult to believe. What are tears but sadness given form, and what is sadness if not a feeling?

The second part...Roxas' hands squeeze into fists and his expression grows harder. After all this time, one more betrayal shouldn't hurt. But if Sora's right, he can't pretend there's not a pang in his chest.]

Maybe it's not that surprising. All he ever did was lie to me. And I just accepted it for way too long.

[He scowls then, a quiet fury rising up in his chest, and a distant part of him wonders why it's so easy to hate Xemnas. This is a betrayal for sure, but it fits with everything he'd known of Number I. It's almost like there's another reason he can't quite recall, but that can't be true.

After a long moment, he takes a breath, forcing himself to relax as much as he can. It helps, a little.]

But...you're right, about feeling what I felt. I don't remember everything—after you woke up, it was like I fell asleep for a while. But I remember feeling things, like I was the one dreaming. And you could feel it too, because we were connected. My heart in yours.

[He has to give a small chuckle at that.]

My heart. Guess I'm pretty bad at being a Nobody, huh?