[ It does feel unfair. And the consternation of it wells up in Xion's chest as she leans against him, frowning sharply at her lap.
"What do we need hearts for?"
Now more than ever she feels that question so keenly. If she can love... if they can feel pain, and anger, and confusion... if they can want things... why do they need hearts in the first place? Was that... just another scam? More wool that Xemnas pulled over their eyes, to try to get them to obey? Could they just be... holding themselves back? Or is she just telling herself this now because she wants to be human? ]
Maybe Axel was wrong. [ She sounds stubborn, and wounded, and tired. ] Maybe Xemnas was wrong too. They didn't always have all the answers. [ When Xion looks up at Roxas, there's fire in her eyes, and she takes one of his hands. ]
Roxas... I don't know if we'll ever get hearts. But maybe... we need to stop waiting.
[ This isn't about Dipper anymore. This is about It feels unfair. ]
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[ It does feel unfair. And the consternation of it wells up in Xion's chest as she leans against him, frowning sharply at her lap.
"What do we need hearts for?"
Now more than ever she feels that question so keenly. If she can love... if they can feel pain, and anger, and confusion... if they can want things... why do they need hearts in the first place? Was that... just another scam? More wool that Xemnas pulled over their eyes, to try to get them to obey? Could they just be... holding themselves back? Or is she just telling herself this now because she wants to be human? ]
Maybe Axel was wrong. [ She sounds stubborn, and wounded, and tired. ] Maybe Xemnas was wrong too. They didn't always have all the answers. [ When Xion looks up at Roxas, there's fire in her eyes, and she takes one of his hands. ]
Roxas... I don't know if we'll ever get hearts. But maybe... we need to stop waiting.
[ This isn't about Dipper anymore. This is about It feels unfair. ]