[ When Arden reaches through the shards of glass with a hand, Riku stares. Silent. Listening to the other's words that somehow seem so soft and gentle amidst the shattered chaos before them.
He's not afraid of the Darkness... not anymore, it's simply a part of him. A part of them both and while he's done things in the name of darkness that may warrant shame, it doesn't mean he has to continue to feel shame for what he is... for what's inside him... deep within his heart. It doesn't... it doesn't have to be that way. Right?
Glancing up, Riku hesitates for a moment before he reaches out before him and touches Arden's hand with the tips of his fingers. Pausing. Wondering. Finally, taking hold of the other's hand, fingers slipping between his. ]
Then... let's help each other. Even if we're not the light... let's be the moonlight instead.
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He's not afraid of the Darkness... not anymore, it's simply a part of him. A part of them both and while he's done things in the name of darkness that may warrant shame, it doesn't mean he has to continue to feel shame for what he is... for what's inside him... deep within his heart. It doesn't... it doesn't have to be that way. Right?
Glancing up, Riku hesitates for a moment before he reaches out before him and touches Arden's hand with the tips of his fingers. Pausing. Wondering. Finally, taking hold of the other's hand, fingers slipping between his. ]
Then... let's help each other. Even if we're not the light... let's be the moonlight instead.