Typing, at least, keeps me from scratching at it. Getting burnt and perforated wasn't exactly what I'd been expecting when I'd gone to Hollow Bastion and as ... liberating as it was to throw Axel around, I have to say, I find myself a little disappointed.

I can only assume he's been living elsewhere for some time, if his clothing was any indication and with Roxas if Zexion's journal was accurate. These things raise numerous questions and considerations, mostly reflecting back to my thoughts upon first waking up. I had mulled over the concept of nobodies living normal lives, as it were; if we were even capable of it or if our natures as ... less than whole would interfere with daily life as 'real' people know it. If circumstances were different, I think there would be several things I would have liked to ask of Axel, but they're inconsequential and as it is, I have little urge to hold any conversation with the man.

Roxas, on the other hand ... in thinking about the boy, I don't think that I can blame him for what he did. We were all chasing after our hearts and I think perhaps he knew that he would not find his from within our ranks. The others from which we were born are gone, but his ... was he able to become whole again? Nobodies were never meant to exist, so what happens when they are absorbed back to a place they never really existed in the first place?

Alas, I don't hold out my hopes of speaking with him and in the end, I wonder if perhaps I'm better off not knowing. After all, I don't expect to be finding my other, but I do expect to be finding my heart in some form and becoming my own being. Even if I have to rip one from someone's chest with my own two hands.

I feel much better now.

~VII