[Sora's eyes narrow a bit at the idea that anyone could be an expert at 'being ripped apart.' A touch of sympathy creeps up into his heart and a fraction of the tension in his shoulders releases.

He doesn't trust Xigbar. He can't after everything, but if the Organization hadn't done this... they were in the same boat.

He doesn't change his stance completely, but his tone is at least less accusatory.]

All right. Fine. I'm not sure I believe you, but... None of this makes any sense to me.

Does this world look familiar to you at all? It kinda reminds me of the Dreameaters...