[It's evidence, of course. Proof of the fact that, perhaps no matter what Natalie might believe, she is loved and cared for by both of them. She is their friend, first and foremost, and no matter what this place may force her to do — that will never change. It's an immutable truth. That's all there is to it.
Xion's choice of words do get him to cock an eyebrow, however. "What I am" could refer to many, many things. Some of those things are fine. Others are not. But he won't ask about it now... or later. It's not his place to ask, he thinks. Not really. So, instead, he focuses on the words Natalie taps on his palm. Strings the sentences together to understand her reply, as a small sensation of warmth spreads through his chest.
There's a small and tiny burst of happiness here, in the middle of this horrifying situation they've found themselves in. It doesn't make up for everything that has happened in the last five weeks. It certainly doesn't make up for Natalie's missing arm and Xion's injured leg, that's for sure. But he still feels a hint of happiness at seeing his two friends like this, supporting each other and being there for one another.
Mimicking Xion's gesture, he glances at her as if to reaffirm what's already been stated. Shaking his head at Natalie, it's easy to guess what he's saying "no" to. There's no reason for Natalie to apologize, and as friends... they would worry about her anyway. That's just how it is. So continue to be you, Natalie Goodman. They're here for her.
... Though, they should also consider getting towels for all three of them. But that can wait for a little bit.]
comes back to this days later whispering i can't believe you two
Xion's choice of words do get him to cock an eyebrow, however. "What I am" could refer to many, many things. Some of those things are fine. Others are not. But he won't ask about it now... or later. It's not his place to ask, he thinks. Not really. So, instead, he focuses on the words Natalie taps on his palm. Strings the sentences together to understand her reply, as a small sensation of warmth spreads through his chest.
There's a small and tiny burst of happiness here, in the middle of this horrifying situation they've found themselves in. It doesn't make up for everything that has happened in the last five weeks. It certainly doesn't make up for Natalie's missing arm and Xion's injured leg, that's for sure. But he still feels a hint of happiness at seeing his two friends like this, supporting each other and being there for one another.
Mimicking Xion's gesture, he glances at her as if to reaffirm what's already been stated. Shaking his head at Natalie, it's easy to guess what he's saying "no" to. There's no reason for Natalie to apologize, and as friends... they would worry about her anyway. That's just how it is. So continue to be you, Natalie Goodman. They're here for her.
... Though, they should also consider getting towels for all three of them. But that can wait for a little bit.]