[ His age at the supposed time of the memory would make for a reasonable enough excuse. Still, Naminé doesn't think to seize the opportunity, doesn't have it in her to lie to him even in a small way. Frowning, she displays on her face without meaning to a certain amount of her internal struggle. ]
I mean... that it never really happened.
[ That's the short version, anyway. There's more to it, it seems, judging by the way she studies him as she says it. Oh, it hurts not to tell him the whole story - but not as much as she's afraid it might hurt if she did tell. The shake of head is small, firm through her overall hesitance. ]
I've never even been to the Islands. Not as a child, or-- any other time.
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I mean... that it never really happened.
[ That's the short version, anyway. There's more to it, it seems, judging by the way she studies him as she says it. Oh, it hurts not to tell him the whole story - but not as much as she's afraid it might hurt if she did tell. The shake of head is small, firm through her overall hesitance. ]
I've never even been to the Islands. Not as a child, or-- any other time.