[Roxas has to back up a bit-- and then his foot catches on something, probably his other foot, and he ends up sorta sitting in the water.]

It all began like this, didn't it...?

[He holds up his hand to the sun and watches the water drip off.]

I don't know if I could've left the islands with everything that I was taught. But it'd always be out there. If I didn't see it for myself, maybe someday I—

[SPLASH. A particularly big wave knocks Roxas underwater for a second. He pops back up, then gets a sort of determined look on his face and tries to stand up. STOMP STOMP STOMP-- that was a bad idea, though, and suddenly he's under the water again, arms and legs akimbo.

IT'S FLAAAAAAAAAAIL TIIIIIIIME.]