[The bird cheeps as it perches on his finger. Not long after that, the wagon begins to melt away.
Sorey is on a familiar beach-- the same one that he and Dezel saw on the ocean planet with the trees. It's the one where they armatized and flew. The color is dimmer here, only filled in bits and pieces from where Dezel and Sorey's sight had combed over it.
Dezel and Sora are a little ways further down, though the wind carries their conversation to Sorey's ears.]
Is it true? What you said to that other guy. About being...
Yeah. Every word. I've made my peace with it. It was my fault, after all.
So... when you leave, you'll...
Now is all I have. [His voice grows a little softer. It's rough at the edges as if unaccustomed to such gentleness, but Sora-- and Sorey-- know better.] I didn't want you to find out. I figured you'd just stress out about it. I made a mess of things, as usual.
[The revelation ripples through Sora, his surprise and grief quickly shifting to anger. He reaches up and punches Dezel's shoulder as hard as he can.] You... you...!! Were you just gonna lie to me this whole time?!
Why not? You're obviously upset! And now you're looking at me like everyone else, like-- [Dezel takes a deep breath.] ... I don't need you feeling sad for me, all right? I can't do that. I can't handle it.
Too bad, Dezel! People feel sad when someone they know dies! That's just part of having a heart! [Sora's voice crumbles at the edges.] I-if you had left, I... wouldn't have known what happened to you. And... I already feel that about too many people as it is.
[Dezel looks at him, shocked at the outburst, shocked at the simplicity of it all. They talk a little more. Dezel states that he's cursed and not worth the trouble, but if Sora forgives him, then he'll try to be a better friend. Finally, Sora pulls something out of his jacket and hands it to Dezel.]
Here, take this. Back home, sailors would make lucky charms outta Thalassa shells to ensure a safe voyage. I thought since traveling through space is kinda like a voyage at sea...
...Well, even just a little extra luck can't hurt, right?
[At last the beach melts away back into the gray, leaving Sorey where he was sitting in the wagon. Dezel sits on the other side of the cart, watching Sorey as if he's been there this whole time. He holds out a hand and the bird flits to his finger.]
He was like a little bird. That's what I called him...
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Sorey is on a familiar beach-- the same one that he and Dezel saw on the ocean planet with the trees. It's the one where they armatized and flew. The color is dimmer here, only filled in bits and pieces from where Dezel and Sorey's sight had combed over it.
Dezel and Sora are a little ways further down, though the wind carries their conversation to Sorey's ears.]
Is it true? What you said to that other guy. About being...
Yeah. Every word. I've made my peace with it. It was my fault, after all.
So... when you leave, you'll...
Now is all I have. [His voice grows a little softer. It's rough at the edges as if unaccustomed to such gentleness, but Sora-- and Sorey-- know better.] I didn't want you to find out. I figured you'd just stress out about it. I made a mess of things, as usual.
[The revelation ripples through Sora, his surprise and grief quickly shifting to anger. He reaches up and punches Dezel's shoulder as hard as he can.] You... you...!! Were you just gonna lie to me this whole time?!
Why not? You're obviously upset! And now you're looking at me like everyone else, like-- [Dezel takes a deep breath.] ... I don't need you feeling sad for me, all right? I can't do that. I can't handle it.
Too bad, Dezel! People feel sad when someone they know dies! That's just part of having a heart! [Sora's voice crumbles at the edges.] I-if you had left, I... wouldn't have known what happened to you. And... I already feel that about too many people as it is.
[Dezel looks at him, shocked at the outburst, shocked at the simplicity of it all. They talk a little more. Dezel states that he's cursed and not worth the trouble, but if Sora forgives him, then he'll try to be a better friend. Finally, Sora pulls something out of his jacket and hands it to Dezel.]
Here, take this. Back home, sailors would make lucky charms outta Thalassa shells to ensure a safe voyage. I thought since traveling through space is kinda like a voyage at sea...
...Well, even just a little extra luck can't hurt, right?
[At last the beach melts away back into the gray, leaving Sorey where he was sitting in the wagon. Dezel sits on the other side of the cart, watching Sorey as if he's been there this whole time. He holds out a hand and the bird flits to his finger.]
He was like a little bird. That's what I called him...