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So the wheel of despair turns and-

leads me here.

[A canon Xaldin appears, tall and intimidating and vaguely confused.]

One who is competent, not a child nor female. Our Superior.

He's not mine. Not anymore. But I've seen one around.

So you say.

Well, it's true.

I wonder what sort of things you could not accomplish during your time alone. While the Organization moves forward.

I was there for a year. You were there for even longer than that. The Organization's not going anywhere. It's just dead weight.

There is much you do not understand.

Like what?

Were I to tell you, you would not be kept in the dark anymore. And I'd prefer not to spoil secrets.

Then why'd you bring it up?

It is similar to watching a mouse attempting to find his spoils in a maze.

I'm not a mouse.

You are still quite young. It is almost amusing.

I thought we couldn't be amused.

You think many things, don't you.

[Oh, Roxas. You're still short.]

But it's true. Isn't it?

Yes, yes. We can't feel emotions, stop pretending, yes Superior. Routine, as it were.

[...................................GLARE.]

I don't need to be older to understand things, either.

And there are some things you can only understand with age and experience.

Oh yeah? Name some.

That would only spoil the surprise for when you age and become wiser.

That doesn't make any sense. You're going in circles.

My apologies.

	
		OSZAR »