Pyrus went into his room, sat on his bed, and pointed at a chair. *here.*

Soul sits down, completely confused and lost.

Pyrus sat, sighed, and said, *it seems that you hate me, or at least dislike me. Why?*

Soul seems confused. "Eh? Where did you get that from?"

Pyrus said simply, *you give me attitude, you almost called me a jerk when you teleported me back to Coco, and a couple more instances Im sure you remember.*

(I dont remember the other instances.)

Soul seemed irritated.

"I almost called you a jerk because you left without even explaining. I've told you why I got upset before. But...I don't hate you, okay? The reason I act like thi-"

She decides not to finish the sentence.

(This is her btw.)

Pyrus frowned, but asked kindly, *is becuase...?*

(Sorry for my absence, it was family related issues.)

Soul looked at the ground.

"'Cause, it wasn't my choice to be some mystic magic overlord in an 'all powerful' group. I just happened to be good at magic, and was chosen for the role. Terra called the most of us here without us wanting it, but don't get mad at her please. It's important, and I wouldn't want to let everyone down, and we are the only ones capable of activating the tree's hidden powers. So, I guess it just gets to me a little.."

Pyrus smiled. *its alright. I know how lots of pressure thrown of you feels.*

Soul just sits there, quietly.

"...Anything else?"