"How would they get it though? I mean, I know I don't get a lot of that stuff but how does all of this work?" He rubbed his forehead as if this was giving him a headache. It was.

He hadn't chosen his fate any more than Roxas had really. It might have seemed like it, but he didn't wake up one day and run off to join the Organization. It had just happened to him. He tilted his head back a bit so he could look at Roxas from behind his arms on the table.

"I'm really not. I don't deal with these kinds of sudden changes very well, obviously."