He frowned at her question, and his eyes became slightly distant as he tried to make sense of the memories (and not-memories) that had filled up his mind in a space of a year and a half (and longer). Pinpointing the answer should have been the easiest thing in the world... if his memories weren't conspicuously blank in some areas and overwhelmed in others.
"Honestly? I'm not sure," he replied, a bit of guilt in his voice. "I love all of the Refugees like brothers and sisters, but I think with you..." He closed his eyes. Maybe it had been Atlantica, when she tried to break Calum's hold on him.
Or was it long before that? He remembered an almost overwhelming rage and despair when Xemnas had informed the Refugees that he had "killed" Song only weeks before that final battle, something different from the heartbreak that had occurred after Ray and Cheryle's stunt.
Still, the lack of memories in some places accompanied by the overlapping memories of Calum's life were beginning to give him a migraine. "It's been awhile," he admitted. "Just not quite sure when the definite date was."
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Date: 2009-12-26 05:01 pm (UTC)"Honestly? I'm not sure," he replied, a bit of guilt in his voice. "I love all of the Refugees like brothers and sisters, but I think with you..." He closed his eyes. Maybe it had been Atlantica, when she tried to break Calum's hold on him.
Or was it long before that? He remembered an almost overwhelming rage and despair when Xemnas had informed the Refugees that he had "killed" Song only weeks before that final battle, something different from the heartbreak that had occurred after Ray and Cheryle's stunt.
Still, the lack of memories in some places accompanied by the overlapping memories of Calum's life were beginning to give him a migraine. "It's been awhile," he admitted. "Just not quite sure when the definite date was."