"R-Riku…" he stammered, feeling the tears well up in his eyes. He wrapped his arms around the taller boy and for only a few moments, he was able to stop himself from crying. "I’ve fucked up, Riku," he sobbed. "I’ve fucked up so hard and I don’t know what to do…"
Not that he knew exactly what had happened, but it was rather his offer as a comfort figure that made him wish Sora wouldn't cry. His own arms pulled the younger into an embrace. Was asking what had happened alright, or was it too soon? He'd never know if he never asked. "Hey now.. just what happened? You have to smile when you're around me, remember?"