Aqua... really wasn't getting it, was she? He never thought that talking to her could be as circular a conversation as talking to Xion could become, but here they were. It seemed he was going to have to spell it out for her. But first he had to address a few other things she'd brought up.
"I'm aware that I probably didn't get the best sample when it comes to time involved with Keyblades," he said. "But that sample is still 100% of my experience with them. And with all due respect, that kind of peace isn't the same thing as what I'm talking about. I'm not talking about relaxing but being on guard and prepared to pull out a weapon at a moment's notice if need be. I'm talking about the kind of peace where you can put down your weapons and drop your guard entirely because you know it's safe. You know there's no danger and that nothing will harm you. That you're 100% safe. I had something close to that in Diatu. And I want it again; properly this time."
"And I've had to deal with meeting alternate versions of my friends too, but honestly, I think you've got it wrong. I've thought about this a lot too, and decided that Xion is Xion. And Roxas is Roxas. Maybe they're not from the same version of things as I am, but well... having been a Nobody give you kinda a unique perspective on what it means to be 'the' version of a person. Every Roxas and every Xion is my best friend, because I know any version of me would be theirs. Even if a couple dozen versions of them both showed up here- after we finished handing out ID-tags because man, that'd be confusing-it'd just mean I'd have a bunch more friends. And a bunch more homes, because they'd be a part of mine now and I'd be a part of theirs."
"But the bottom line is, eventually, you're gonna make it back to your native world. Whether it's next week, next month, or a decade from now, you'll make it back. And when you do? That's probably gonna be it. More multiversal shenanigans aside, you're probably not gonna have a choice about staying there any more than you do here. And you'll get used to it because well, life happens. You'll have stuff to do things to arrange, plans to make, and before you know it you'll realize that you made a choice almost without intending to. Gradually, over days and weeks and months and years, you'll have chosen home."
"As for the rest of it..." He sighed. "Aqua, I don't need you to convince me that I might make a good Master. I'm aware of that. I might also make a good dentist, or ballet dancer, or rodeo clown, but that's not the point. It doesn't matter how good I'd be at any of those things because I've decided that that isn't what I'm going to do with my life. This isn't me looking for encouragement or a morale boost; this is me informing you, as my teacher and my friend, that I have made a decision and explaining how I arrived at it. No more, no less. Got it memorized?"
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Date: 2025-05-02 06:12 am (UTC)"I'm aware that I probably didn't get the best sample when it comes to time involved with Keyblades," he said. "But that sample is still 100% of my experience with them. And with all due respect, that kind of peace isn't the same thing as what I'm talking about. I'm not talking about relaxing but being on guard and prepared to pull out a weapon at a moment's notice if need be. I'm talking about the kind of peace where you can put down your weapons and drop your guard entirely because you know it's safe. You know there's no danger and that nothing will harm you. That you're 100% safe. I had something close to that in Diatu. And I want it again; properly this time."
"And I've had to deal with meeting alternate versions of my friends too, but honestly, I think you've got it wrong. I've thought about this a lot too, and decided that Xion is Xion. And Roxas is Roxas. Maybe they're not from the same version of things as I am, but well... having been a Nobody give you kinda a unique perspective on what it means to be 'the' version of a person. Every Roxas and every Xion is my best friend, because I know any version of me would be theirs. Even if a couple dozen versions of them both showed up here- after we finished handing out ID-tags because man, that'd be confusing-it'd just mean I'd have a bunch more friends. And a bunch more homes, because they'd be a part of mine now and I'd be a part of theirs."
"But the bottom line is, eventually, you're gonna make it back to your native world. Whether it's next week, next month, or a decade from now, you'll make it back. And when you do? That's probably gonna be it. More multiversal shenanigans aside, you're probably not gonna have a choice about staying there any more than you do here. And you'll get used to it because well, life happens. You'll have stuff to do things to arrange, plans to make, and before you know it you'll realize that you made a choice almost without intending to. Gradually, over days and weeks and months and years, you'll have chosen home."
"As for the rest of it..." He sighed. "Aqua, I don't need you to convince me that I might make a good Master. I'm aware of that. I might also make a good dentist, or ballet dancer, or rodeo clown, but that's not the point. It doesn't matter how good I'd be at any of those things because I've decided that that isn't what I'm going to do with my life. This isn't me looking for encouragement or a morale boost; this is me informing you, as my teacher and my friend, that I have made a decision and explaining how I arrived at it. No more, no less. Got it memorized?"