[ Why is what he wants to ask, but doesn't. It still hurts, to be reminded that this isn't the Sephiroth he knows, or will know (or knew, before—). This Sephiroth still sees him as some kid, a stranger, just Angeal's protégé, at best.
As much as Zack tries to pretend different, there is an ever widening chasm between himself and this would-be stranger, and at the bottom lies all his guilt and everything he can't bring himself to tell him.
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As much as Zack tries to pretend different, there is an ever widening chasm between himself and this would-be stranger, and at the bottom lies all his guilt and everything he can't bring himself to tell him.
And, still, it's better that way, isn't it?
With a sigh, Zack shakes his head. ]
Just help me paddle out of here, okay?