[Part of him is relieved when Riku doesn't claim complete ignorance. That would have been the more convenient answer, one that let them start fresh. But Roxas would never have believed it, and he'd never have trusted Riku to be completely honest about anything in the future.

So it hurts to have it confirmed that Riku had made the calculation that his existence was less important than Sora, sure, but it's kind of satisfying, in a weird way. Like popping a blister.

He gives a sharp nod at the acknowledgment of the cost of it all. No, it shouldn't have. Because it was a life, shorter than most but real and full and his, and it wasn't worth less than Sora's, no matter how much the worlds needed him. It could have been the other way around.

But...it had to be Sora.]

Namine at least tried to tell me the truth, even if it wouldn't change anything. And you... [He shakes his head.] It's something, I guess. Because I'm not in the dark anymore. I know who Sora is, I've been in his heart and I know him. So I get why it was so important for him to wake up.

[To save the worlds, be hero, do the important things that Roxas had never known about. He takes a breath.]

But you have no idea what it's like to see your friends run through you, and find out everything you've ever known is a lie. It was wrong. Not even Sora was worth that.

[He'd rather have been a prisoner, bound and penned in and knowing he couldn't affect his own fate. Being lost would be easier than doing the losing.]