"I saw you," Xion whispers.
She hasn't spoken a word since they came here, back to the play island with the paopu tree. It catches Riku's attention.
"In my dream the last time we were here. When you rescued me, remember?"
Like he could forget. She felt so small, almost fragile but not in his arms. He nods.
"I must've absorbed one of your memories," she explains, head cocked to the side as she observes his reaction, "because I saw Zexion, too. Riku . . . You shouldn't blame yourself. You wouldn't have done it." She smiles slightly. "You're far better than that."