[Axel shrugs again, and flops back onto the pillow, crossing his arms behind his head. They're all kind of young, but he figures, when he's dead anyway, age probably doesn't matter that much. They can still be friends.]
Anyway, I'm not turning down friends. You know... there was something I was thinking about the other day. As long as people remember you, it's like -- like living forever.
[He sounds thoughtful, and oddly distant. It's one of those things, like knowing about different worlds or about the Heartless, that he feels like he just knows. Like it's got to be true.]
So I guess if I'm dead, the more friends I have, the better.
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[Axel shrugs again, and flops back onto the pillow, crossing his arms behind his head. They're all kind of young, but he figures, when he's dead anyway, age probably doesn't matter that much. They can still be friends.]
Anyway, I'm not turning down friends. You know... there was something I was thinking about the other day. As long as people remember you, it's like -- like living forever.
[He sounds thoughtful, and oddly distant. It's one of those things, like knowing about different worlds or about the Heartless, that he feels like he just knows. Like it's got to be true.]
So I guess if I'm dead, the more friends I have, the better.