[And there were days he wished he didn't have some sort of idea of what fake meant, but still. Rep was his own person, at least in Riku's mind. While Rep would 'know', he'd never have to experience the mental strain, the emotional abuse, and sometimes even physical agony of having been forced to take on a second soul.]

Yeah. Pathetic, huh. [He pauses, thinking it over. How much could he say on these without the possibility of someone else hacking into it? Riku decides not to chance it.] I have it under control for now, but if I don't hide my eyes from the world...

Why don't you come over. I'd come to you, but I'm not in good enough shape to be moving around.

[You will never see him limping, damn it.]