[ She doesn't know what to say. But the pain of doing something that hurts your friends.... she knows that pain better than he might think. In the end, all she does is listen to him talk, wishing she could respond, wishing she was even a fraction as amazing as the person he really believes she is. If she was, she'd know what to say. If she was, she wouldn't need him to tell her this story. If she was, she wouldn't be on her knees right now. All she can do is lift a hand to clasp her hand around his wrist, gently, for a few moments before she drops her hand again. A recognition of the bravery it must be taking him to tell her this.

But in the end, she doesn't smile. If anything, her expression turns even more sad, her brow tightening, and she ends up glancing away, at the space where the ghost once was. ]

Saix...

[ Xion doesn't look back at Dipper again while she speaks. ]

That's the name of the person I saw. He was my superior. It was my job to go on missions he assigned to me. But sometimes... sometimes, I'd fail. Because I wasn't strong enough... once, he told me I was a mistake the Organization never should have made.

[ Xion lowers her chin, looking down at the ground instead. ]

I don't want to help someone like him. I don't know what I was thinking. You see, I left the Organization behind, because ...

[ ... because ... ]

... I needed to find out the truth. When I did, I was branded a traitor. I should have realized there wasn't anything he could ever want from me again. I guess I just always ... hated how disappointed he was in me.