"That's not fair," Demyx protested in a low voice, half to himself. How was he supposed to choose? He'd met so many people at the institute who treated him like a normal person, who didn't even care that he was a Nobody, who liked his music, who he considered friends. But Luxord and Xigbar were friends, too, and fellow Nobodies on top of that, and he'd known them for years...not to mention that their all having been Nobodies in the Organization meant that they understood each other in ways that no one else could, really.
How was he supposed to pick?
"Why do you have to get out that way?" he said finally. "Couldn't we, you know...just bust out? That way we could all get out together." It wasn't like Demyx at all to be the one advocating the more violent solution, but if it meant not having to make a tough choice like this, he'd actually prefer to fight.
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who liked his music,who he considered friends. But Luxord and Xigbar were friends, too, and fellow Nobodies on top of that, and he'd known them for years...not to mention that their all having been Nobodies in the Organization meant that they understood each other in ways that no one else could, really.How was he supposed to pick?
"Why do you have to get out that way?" he said finally. "Couldn't we, you know...just bust out? That way we could all get out together." It wasn't like Demyx at all to be the one advocating the more violent solution, but if it meant not having to make a tough choice like this, he'd actually prefer to fight.