dawnled:
Tread carefully, Child of Dawn, for you tread on thin ice – easily crumbling under your feet, well able to drown you in it’s depths, it’s emotions.
“… I’m not proud of it,” He doesn’t puff his chest out and boast of all he’s done - if anything, he’s spent the last two years being absolutely ashamed of his actions, cowering behind a cloak and ‘fold no longer in his possession – but that was a thing of the past,
“—there was just no other way.”
Roxas had always been one to think with his emotions – with or without a “heart.” And right now? He doesn’t bother to try and think with any logic; he’s far too focused on the pain that aches in his chest. He’s standing proof of the consequences for Riku’s actions and he would gladly remind him of that fact. After all, Riku was Sora’s best friend. Not his.
“What makes you so sure about that?” Roxas growls, his cyan eyes burning into Riku’s. “Did you bother trying to find another way? Did you even stop to think for a second how this would affect the rest of us? We’re not puppets…!”
