[Beach. Hm. The beach he hasn't even seen yet, the beach he asked for. He doesn't notice her squeezing his hand, because he's once again lost in thought. And, really, all he's saying now are thoughts; she shouldn't hear them. Axel's thinking out loud.]
We made a promise to go there. I know. ...We probably made a lot of promises, but I can't...remember any of 'em. [Pause. The stick munching halts.]
I told Roxas that so long as we remember each other, even if things change for the worst, we'd always be together. That was a promise. [His voice is growing quieter and quieter. Like he's falling asleep.]
...But I guess we broke it. He forgot everything. And then we forgot you. So if I told you the same thing I told Roxas, then I guess--I think I broke another one. It's probably bad that I can't...keep them, any of them. And I can't--Can't--