[There was a time when Roxas wouldn't have wanted this. Way back when, he'd been curious about his human life but he'd been curious about everything else, too, and knowing about Sora wouldn't necessarily have meant more than those happy, simple times on the clock tower.
But the questions and the empty hole inside of him had grown and grown. By the time he found Sora, he hadn't been able to ask him anything or say anything he'd wanted to. By the time Axel died, he'd had very little left to say. And afterward, when Roxas could look at what had happened to him with more understanding, circumstances had placed seemingly insurmountable barriers between them, for all that they were inextricably connected. Talking to Sora in his dream had helped, but it wasn't enough. This chance they have now just might be.]
I wanted to meet you for real.
[He gives Sora a crooked smile and holds his hand out.]
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But the questions and the empty hole inside of him had grown and grown. By the time he found Sora, he hadn't been able to ask him anything or say anything he'd wanted to. By the time Axel died, he'd had very little left to say. And afterward, when Roxas could look at what had happened to him with more understanding, circumstances had placed seemingly insurmountable barriers between them, for all that they were inextricably connected. Talking to Sora in his dream had helped, but it wasn't enough. This chance they have now just might be.]
I wanted to meet you for real.
[He gives Sora a crooked smile and holds his hand out.]
Hi. I'm Roxas.