I don't even know anymore... what best friends are supposed to be good at, or good for.
[it's a sad, but honest admission. it's not as if roxas is blind to the fact that mary does a better job than his best friends ever did at being supportive.
he still calls axel and xion his best friends, and they're still important to him, but what does it mean? what does it mean to be a best friend if they were never there? if they were always withholding things from each other and having arguments over petty things? it makes a pain surge through his chest, especially knowing that even though he's never called mary that...
well, she's always done a better job than them at a lot of things they were supposed to be there for, right? maybe it's because she's not a best friend, but roxas also has no idea what that means, either. she's his friend but...
it's special. it's different, isn't it? it's not the same. but he doesn't think that roxas is supposed to call her a best friend, either.]
Or maybe it's because... this isn't what best friends do. I dunno, but. [he draws in a breath. it's obvious that he's pretty confused about this, especially with how it makes him feel. it's just as muddied as everything else in his chest right now.]
Thanks, Mary. I'm really glad for it. For... your support. [there's more he wants to say, but he's not really sure how, so the words just kind of die in his throat as his head bumps against hers lightly.]
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[it's a sad, but honest admission. it's not as if roxas is blind to the fact that mary does a better job than his best friends ever did at being supportive.
he still calls axel and xion his best friends, and they're still important to him, but what does it mean? what does it mean to be a best friend if they were never there? if they were always withholding things from each other and having arguments over petty things? it makes a pain surge through his chest, especially knowing that even though he's never called mary that...
well, she's always done a better job than them at a lot of things they were supposed to be there for, right? maybe it's because she's not a best friend, but roxas also has no idea what that means, either. she's his friend but...
it's special. it's different, isn't it? it's not the same. but he doesn't think that roxas is supposed to call her a best friend, either.]
Or maybe it's because... this isn't what best friends do. I dunno, but. [he draws in a breath. it's obvious that he's pretty confused about this, especially with how it makes him feel. it's just as muddied as everything else in his chest right now.]
Thanks, Mary. I'm really glad for it. For... your support. [there's more he wants to say, but he's not really sure how, so the words just kind of die in his throat as his head bumps against hers lightly.]