Xion poked in behind him, almost like a shadow, an impression only accentuated by her black coat and hair. Still, she wasn't paying too close of attention, focusing more on fussing with the bags she was holding. At least until she heard Roxas speak, which made her look up.

She tilted her head a little to the side, looking quizzically from Axel to around him, then finally at his face, and more particularly...

"Umm..." she commented, lifting her free hand, "You've got something..." She poked at her own cheek, right about where the frosting would be.