"How you're here?" Roxas didn't understand that. Demyx had been just fine the last time he'd seen him, and he couldn't imagine him allowing himself to get into a tough enough fight that he could die. Either way, he didn't like the idea.

"I guess...that's good, that he can be here again. Because we're still comrades, right?" He sighed. "No missions, really? But what do you do with all the time?"