[The admission is... less surprising that Aeleus would like to admit. Throughout everything that had gone before that moment, he'd always been there. A rock in the wayward path of life, and he won't deny that Ienzo had seemed to very much need that sort of stability.

Similarly, it's telling that the most memorable part of being Zexion was the part without him, even after spending so long without their hearts.]

It's... a hard thing to know. What we did - what we were - isn't the sort of thing that makes it easy to judge.