[He should feel like an ass, that was a pretty low blow. Roxas stood up. Wasn't he there? Didn't he see that he was?
There isn't much that makes Roxas cry, because like the rest of him, his mind has help stunt his emotions, but this is one of those things. He brings his hand up to his cheek to wipe the moisture off of it. His voice is soft, but unsteady.]
Maybe I can't be what you want. I'm not really good enough. I know...I know that. I've never lied to you, Lea.
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2014-01-14 06:26 (UTC)There isn't much that makes Roxas cry, because like the rest of him, his mind has help stunt his emotions, but this is one of those things. He brings his hand up to his cheek to wipe the moisture off of it. His voice is soft, but unsteady.]
Maybe I can't be what you want. I'm not really good enough. I know...I know that. I've never lied to you, Lea.
[He walks out of the room.]