[ Oh right, Sora wouldn't remember that. Which is weird to think about considering how pivotal the moment was in Roxas' life. ]

You were sleeping in some white pod. Ansem, er, the real one, arranged things so I would find you.

[ His feelings had been a real mess back then. Confusion, resistance, despair and so much anger. But all that had seemed to suddenly fade back the instant he saw Sora. The one who was really chosen. He felt then that he should have hated him, hated him for robbing him of everything just by existing. But how could he? Everyone was right. Being around Sora just made him feel... complete. Right.

And warm. How could he do anything but give Sora back what everyone said was his? Not Roxas'. ]

I called you. Before everything...

[ Went away.

He runs a hand through his hair. ]

Anyway, that was the first time. It felt similar but... not quite.