You're you. No matter what anyone else tells you, okay?

[he's trying to so hard to hold back how angry he is about it. it lights a fury in him, because mary is one of the nicest, mostly gentle and genuine people he's ever met. and maybe something about her ability could be considered monstrous; maybe somewhere, in some world, medusae are terrible creatures that need to be stopped.

but not mary.

definitely not mary, who tries so hard to just be. she wants to be herself, just a girl... it's something roxas actually can understand in a way that maybe others couldn't. but because of that, he feels so much more strongly about the idea of someone testing her identity like that. whoever this guy is, if roxas runs into him? it's gonna be bad news. he kind of wants to seek him out just to give him a piece of his mind.

he can't do that though, not right now. because he can't leave mary alone like this. he doesn't know how to bring her comfort, or how to assure her.]

Don't listen to them... to anyone who says you're not. You're Mary, you're not a monster, or a beast.

[he's so mad. he's so mad.]