[Again, there's a definite lack of energy there, but it's not aimed at her. It was a little too close to home. Why couldn't anyone ever make a clone because they wanted to cuddle and love them? At least then maybe he could feel like a person.
Instead he constantly remembered how close he came to being and empty shell. If that was even true. He had to wonder if there was anything left of a person under the MT armor.
...But he wasn't alone here. Whatever his own issues were, he didn't hold any resentment towards Xion, and he didn't want her to hurt. He wasn't even sure how he felt about himself or what he even was, but after being lost in his own thoughts for a bit he tried to scrape together some words for her. It wasn't easy. It was like one person in quicksand trying to lift the other up.]
Well, it doesn't matter what they made you for. You're still... you.
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[Again, there's a definite lack of energy there, but it's not aimed at her. It was a little too close to home. Why couldn't anyone ever make a clone because they wanted to cuddle and love them? At least then maybe he could feel like a person.
Instead he constantly remembered how close he came to being and empty shell. If that was even true. He had to wonder if there was anything left of a person under the MT armor.
...But he wasn't alone here. Whatever his own issues were, he didn't hold any resentment towards Xion, and he didn't want her to hurt. He wasn't even sure how he felt about himself or what he even was, but after being lost in his own thoughts for a bit he tried to scrape together some words for her. It wasn't easy. It was like one person in quicksand trying to lift the other up.]
Well, it doesn't matter what they made you for. You're still... you.