Behind him, Roxas' tone had changed. Zack hung his head slightly.
Zack... If you want to be a hero, you need to have dreams... and honor. He remembered that speech. It hadn't made sense to him at the time. He'd thought he was in trouble somehow for not being serious in the training mission. Back home, his memories had been more vivid and he could easily recall them. But even here, if he thought really hard, he could remember things like this that Angeal had said. The important things. They weren't as vivid, but they were just as helpful.
"I will," he replied quietly to himself. He pulled himself together and turned around to face Roxas again.
"Do you share it?" His brow was furrowed though his tone was curious. He didn't always understand what Roxas said, but he'd written that off as Roxas being from some place different than Midgar. Often it was difficult to get the details down when the subject was a play he'd never been.
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Zack... If you want to be a hero, you need to have dreams... and honor. He remembered that speech. It hadn't made sense to him at the time. He'd thought he was in trouble somehow for not being serious in the training mission. Back home, his memories had been more vivid and he could easily recall them. But even here, if he thought really hard, he could remember things like this that Angeal had said. The important things. They weren't as vivid, but they were just as helpful.
"I will," he replied quietly to himself. He pulled himself together and turned around to face Roxas again.
"Do you share it?" His brow was furrowed though his tone was curious. He didn't always understand what Roxas said, but he'd written that off as Roxas being from some place different than Midgar. Often it was difficult to get the details down when the subject was a play he'd never been.