[ The instant he's close enough, the instant their eyes meet, Mary's entire expression twists, and she throws her arms around him with a shaky noise that's too soft to be called a sob, but too loud for a simple sigh. Maybe the gesture isn't as ginger as it should have been, considering he'd been injured, but she's actually not aiming to knock him back over. Hopefully he's braced. ]
Y-you got hurt because of me-- and I couldn't do anything, I--
[ She remembers bits and pieces of her dreams, sometimes. Her friends, crumpled at her feet. Low laughter echoing around her. Her mother, clutching her close protectively, eyes a blazing red--
Sometimes, Mary can't tell how much of it is a nightmare and how much of it she witnessed, for how vivid those moments are. But she knows how it felt to watch her mother disappear in front of her eyes. And she's been told, that it isn't her fault, but the pain still sits heavy within her and she swallows another strained noise.
Roxas had fought to protect her. And seeing him hurt drags those memories up, reluctantly. ]
Roxas
Y-you got hurt because of me-- and I couldn't do anything, I--
[ She remembers bits and pieces of her dreams, sometimes. Her friends, crumpled at her feet. Low laughter echoing around her. Her mother, clutching her close protectively, eyes a blazing red--
Sometimes, Mary can't tell how much of it is a nightmare and how much of it she witnessed, for how vivid those moments are. But she knows how it felt to watch her mother disappear in front of her eyes. And she's been told, that it isn't her fault, but the pain still sits heavy within her and she swallows another strained noise.
Roxas had fought to protect her. And seeing him hurt drags those memories up, reluctantly. ]
I'm so sorry...