Xion accepted Roxas' helping hand up, staring in wonder at the Keyblade. She doesn't make the tattoo connection as quickly as Roxas had. Though she did realize something had changed - something big. Because she knew he hadn't had a Keyblade before. Had he gotten it after she died? He must've... But how?

Thankfully Roxas' joke broke the tension and she smiled a bit sheepishly.

Seeing the Keyblade put questions in her head, questions she'd pushed aside in the midst of trying to escape the zombie horde. Now that they were in her head, it was a lot harder to push them out. But now was definitely not a place for questions, especially ones that would probably be as long as they looked to end up to be.

So she opted to go another familiar route.

"Hey, maybe now we'll get to show you how to do some things!" she teased. As opposed to him always showing them the ropes or even just learn about the world around them back home.

Her face fell though into something a little more solemn. "I don't think it's too far now. We just have to make it to the housing rooms. And... thanks."

To Axel, for saving them again. And to Roxas, for protecting her.