You're Not Him

[ladyoftwili]

Who: Roxas (split_happens ) and Midna (ladyoftwili ) 
When: After this conversation
Where: Roxas' Room
Rating: PG
Summary: Sora's reappearance has caused a few stirs.  Midna's concerned for one very important one.  In her own... special way.
Warnings: ... nothing yet?

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[split_happens]

     No one had ever come to his room before. There had been no need. It had always been him going to Midna's, and... well, her room was the only one he'd ever gone by.

Roxas had been sitting by the computer yet, rereading the lines of text that had been shared between him and Sora. Yes, this was definitely Sora, wasn't it? It was a complete roll-reversal for greetings. Funny, how when you first came, it was him telling you that you'd come back- and now... But then was different... that Sora had been different... painfully different in that there were just things that had thrown Roxas off completely. His disappearance hadn't helped, but neither had his reappearance. This place really does have it out for us...

It was the thump on the door that pulled him out of his thoughts, and the boy looked up and hopped out of his chair. He hadn't any doubts of who it was even as he reached to open the door. "Mid- ah... are you okay?" he blinked

[ladyoftwili]

She had a lot of choice words for that stupid door. It was supposed to open, not just stand in her way like that. How dare it. "Fine," she muttered, rubbing at her forehead irritably. This was not how she wanted things to go. Shaking it off, she focused more on him, bright eyes narrowing.

"How're you holding up?" she asked. After all, he'd been the one running to her when Orihime vanished. It was only fair. Right...? It had nothing to do with those eyes. Or anything else like that. It was just... returning a favor.

[split_happens]

     He knew better than to push the question, so instead he stepped back to let her in, allowing the door to swing shut after, nudging it in place with a foot.

"...all right, I guess. It's hard to say, really..." Roxas stepped back over to the bed and flopped down to sit at a corner of it, his sneakers kicking back and forth one round before coming to rest. "...it's... well, it's like... when they disappear, you don't know where they've gone, so you can only hope they've been returned... hope for the best- but then when they're here, you can feel a little better at ease because you know they're here." It was only one part to his wondering, but it was still hard to really figure out. Should he feel guilty to be relieved he saw people here, now? This place was becoming his reality now, and he hated it now that he realized it. It wasn't too much different from being stuck in a virtual world after all.

"...this Sora's more like the Sora I know," the boy said quietly. "...the one I was a part of."

[ladyoftwili]

Listening to him talk, she drifted in, sinking gracefully onto the bed beside him. Automatically, her hand came to rest on the back of his neck, once again working slow circles into the muscle. "Mm," she murmured, not really knowing what else to say to that. "Orihime too..." She had no one else here. There was him. And there was Orihime. One of which had vanished and returned...

"So I noticed," she said, equally quietly. "If it's any consolation... you're smarter than he is." After a pause, she went on. "You're still yourself. You still feel for yourself, think for yourself..." She looked him in the eye. "I like Roxas," Midna announced. "The one who came to save the princess in her hour of need. Do you really think you did that because you were part of someone else?"

She wasn't sure if that was helpful or not, but... well, it was her opinion.