[ Riku's justified to himself on many occasions that he should go on less because he can, he's been gifted with power, chosen by the Keyblade, he's forged his strength on years of training and an unfortunate steeping in the darkness.
In the end that isn't what convinces him to think again, it's Quentin's request: let me help? And the memory of how frustrating it felt when he wanted to ask the same thing, and had neither the words nor the means to help the people most important to him.
He thinks- He thinks it's pretty safe to call them friends, now.
Even still it takes a while - and a brief argument or two - before he answers. ]
When you're afraid of losing more of your friends, it's easy to lose sight of what your choices do to them. I get it, Quentin. Well... thanks. I need a little more time. But I promise, no stunts. My friend is in a bad way. I'm gonna stay the night and keep an eye in case You know how it is.
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In the end that isn't what convinces him to think again, it's Quentin's request: let me help? And the memory of how frustrating it felt when he wanted to ask the same thing, and had neither the words nor the means to help the people most important to him.
He thinks-
He thinks it's pretty safe to call them friends, now.
Even still it takes a while - and a brief argument or two - before he answers. ]
When you're afraid of losing more of your friends, it's easy to lose sight of what your choices do to them.
I get it, Quentin. Well... thanks.
I need a little more time. But I promise, no stunts.
My friend is in a bad way. I'm gonna stay the night and keep an eye in case
You know how it is.