[ Everyone has asked him that question. Everyone has suggested he try to get his mind off of it, try to keep himself busy. What was he supposed to do when every moment was just another stinging reminder that Xion wasn't there anymore. That she'd been taken away from him. Existing without her had a bitter taste. Continuing on with the CDC had a bitter taste. She hadn't been happy during Macha, she had opposed the company's way of doing things. Was it worth it to stay on this path, save her through a method she wouldn't have approved of? It was all wrong. It was all tainted.
He stares down at his hands, brows pinching. ]
No.
[ A petulant answer, maybe, but he is a child. ]
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