You're not in mine either. Not... None of you are. Not even Yuffie.

[That last bit comes out with a huffed laugh, but it's not happy. He can't even imagine what a life without her constantly being a pain in the ass is like.]

[The look on his face is all at once tired and distressed, someone exhausted by the sheer weight of feeling this broken all the time. He combs his fingers through Maxxie's hair, trying to soothe the both of them just a little.]

I'll be honest, this is a lot fucking better than whatever life he-- Me-- I was living. But I can't live like this anymore either.