November 23rd 1915
Well, I spilled everything... almost everything to K. It went better than I thought it would. He didn't seem disgusted with me. Then again, he doesn't realise the gravity of the situation.
It... it was nice. Nice not to have to hide it. I probably wouldn't even have to hide what I'm interested in finding.
Hmmm... I could learn to like it. If... If Al was here, if Al was restored, I could enjoy it here, even with the Heartless. No-one knows of my crimes, and if they do, they don't care.
But I don't have that luxury unfortunately. And should I really be able to ignore what I did?
Maybe I should tell Claudia. If K know, then she deserves to know too.