He was getting confused and he didn't like this and his head was starting to hurt, and the bullets weren't moving at all, forcing him to start choking up blood again as the man spoke to him about these things there was no way Sora would understand because he didn't. Being happy was strength? That was dumb. Who cared about happy? Sora was happy.
....
But his expression softened, eyes growing large and staring unblinking. He felt funny and he didn't know what to do and he was bleeding, and confused and this sucked. He wasn't killing to be strong. And it wasn't like he could be happy and find out what he was. But the man was jealous of being happy?
"..."
Then a soft, tiny mumble of a repeated, "Please go 'way."