#dancing puppet

                              Continued from here @dancing-puppet

She could see the pain in the false Nobody’s eyes. She was all too familiar with that pain, and yet somehow it felt beyond her reach. It felt deeper, much stronger, than anything she experienced up to this point in her short life. Could she even say she felt pain in the first place? She wanted to believe so... and it was why she was sure Xion felt it too -- “fake” or not.

A bitter smile graced her lips in an attempt to ease the tension in the room. Her eyes never broke contact with Xion’s, for she tried to find some break in her fury... But several seconds passed without such reprieve. This wouldn’t be easy, and Namine knew that. Still, she wished otherwise.

With a soft sigh, the Nobody averted her gaze to the table space in front of her. Reluctantly, she spoke:

“There is no way to be one-hundred percent sure,” she began, choosing her words carefully. “But I can say with confidence that your existence is important. You play a small part in something bigger than yourself as you are now. And I want you to understand that I will take care of your memories to the best of my ability.”

She paused to let her words sink in. A part of her felt contradictory as she spoke of Xion’s existence and memories, but if she knew anything at all about herself and her powers it was that she knew how to keep memories intact. She was confident in her abilities to preserve the replica in some way... even if it wasn’t in a way Xion would like.

But she had to understand...

lmfaoo funny ass dancing puppet