It's ok, you didn't know. Roxen doesn't want to talk about this, but he's not mad at you.

"A master." His breathing is still uneven and he grips his arms. "I think I wanted that once."

Now--does he? Light. He can't even remember. Not remember, can't even think and figure out what "he" feels, not the echoing opinions of two different lives. Its hard enough to focus on whats in front of him.

"I didn't expect it." He says a bit breathlessly. "Not at all. Both times. Never in a million years." The organization's true plans for him had been as unconcievable as Eraqus's actions. Why did stuff like that keep happening to him?

He looked at Vanitas, and even as he struggles to bring his breathing under control he furrows his brow.

"You.." A shuddering exhale. "Expected it? Why?" He could say a lot of things about Eraqus--but he was a kind teacher.