[Sora blinks as Roxas suddenly runs off. There's just a pause, before he slowly reaches out and accepts it. Even with the struggling expression, he nods.]
Thanks...Roxas. I'm sorry, I wish I could...
[He really wishes he could explain. He feels so bad...
His chest aches, a bit. His throat's dry. He's tired, so tired. So confused. He really needs to eat, but he just...can't, because his body's too tired to even bother.]
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Thanks...Roxas. I'm sorry, I wish I could...
[He really wishes he could explain. He feels so bad...
His chest aches, a bit. His throat's dry. He's tired, so tired. So confused. He really needs to eat, but he just...can't, because his body's too tired to even bother.]