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I don't understand.
Yuna says that this was supposed to teach her a lesson. What kind of lesson would it have taught her?
The Fayth don't even seem to care about their own dream. Creation? Wouldn't that make Tidus like their child? And, they don't even care. That's not right.
It's not fair to any of us. Tidus is dead. They made Yuna powerless to defend him. Yuna, who's supposed to be his guardian. I've heard of shitty deals before, but that's beyond comprehension.
And, me...I can't just break down. I love him. I owe him more than just a complete breakdown. A mess. I wonder if I'd be able to see him in Dreamworld. Not that it matters. Kid's all but abandoned me, and I can't get there myself.
But, maybe...maybe he'll try to talk to me. I can hope.
That kid, Zidane, he's being pretty protective. It's strange, considering that he didn't even know me or Yuna. He's insisting on sticking around, to talk?
My head's spinning, my throat's raw, and I can't even think straight. This headache won't go away. I didn't feel nearly so miserable when Aeris died.
...I can't believe that Irvine killed him with my sword. MY sword. Zidane stopped by, and I asked him to get Tidus' sword. I don't want mine anymore I don't think I can use it, can't even bring myself to touch it to bring it to a smith. I can't use Tidus' either, it's just not right.
It's stupid for me to be thinking about this right now. But, if I'm not going to breakdown, I need to think about other things...
I don't want to.
Maybe I should...breakdown, now. When I'm alone and no one else can see it.