Demyx had always been that way, his mind wrapped up in scores of music to pass the time, focused more on beautiful notes than anything else. It wasn't meant as defiance, so much as individuality. Saix hated things like that. So had Xemnas, to be perfectly honest.

"I can?" He asked softly, eyes widening just a little bit. He would need to, after all, it was like a very large part of him was missing.

Part of the problem with pushing the memories to the forefront of his mind was the fact he had a heart in his chest. It was beating, judging his actions, filling him with emotions he would have never felt before and those emotions were clouding his judgment. His eyes seemed to water and he caught his hand across his cheek to catch a sudden stray tear.

"I uh, met someone and all of a sudden I was just..." He waved his free hand. "What am I even doing here, Roxas?"