[They were still Roxas' coworkers. Demyx, for example, wasn't that terrible. He was just lazy. It was more of the higher ups that really just... messed it all up. Even Xigbar, in his own way, had mentored Roxas a bit. But that wasn't done out of friendship. Really, his only friends in the Organization were gone.

It was better that way, but still. And DiZ-- well, even if he was a jerk, he was still the one who kept Sora alive, watched over his progress with Nami, and made sure Roxas merged with him so he could wake up. There was a bit more, too, but Roxas barely remembered.

It's the next question that makes Roxas look like he saw a ghost. It's too early to be thinking about that sort of thing. He might get attached to his life here, and then what? He'll get stolen away again, won't he? Even so, the mere thought of being able to live like he used to makes his breath catch, and he can't quite meet Sora's eyes anymore.]

I...

[He thinks about his life here. He thinks about being able to skateboard, being able to meet with his friends whenever. He thinks about talking with Sora and pillow-fights and deep talks at sunset. He thinks about the sand between his toes, and the first time he tasted snow in the body he's been given.]

If we could be together even though we're separate, just like this... If I could really help you and travel with you and do everything I could never do before...

Yeah. I think that's what I want.