"Yeah. I mean, I had a dream about this park, and so I came here to see it. But when I got here and saw this, I just knew it, you know?" Roxas smiled a little. "I guess between Namine's magic and my own, I'll slowly rebuild everything." Not that he liked all the waiting for it to fix.
Roxas followed along after Axel, hopping over the roots that rose up out of the ground, curious about what Axel was going to show him.
He stared at the letters for a moment. This... this was something new. Completely new. New for him, and new for the old him. They were both learning about it at the same time. "You really loved, love," loved? which one, "Me." Roxas lay his hand over the letters carved into the tree, feeling them under his fingertips. "How old were you?"