They were taking this remarkably well. He had expected shock and disbelief, like when Riku and Sora and Yen Sid had first seen the darn thing. Holding it out for them to look at, his free hand awkwardly affixed to the back of his neck, Lea turned the blade in the light, watching the way the translucent spikes of the flame head warped the images of the lines of the floor beneath their feet.

He gave a helpless laugh at Roxas' comment, shaking his head.

"Well, I mean I could have pulled a Sora and gone with cake and Groucho glasses," he said, "but I feel like that would have been pushing it." He realized half an instant too late that they probably had no idea what he was talking about, but pushed on anyway. "I guess in terms of showing off a new weapon, though, using it to help your friends out ain't the worst method."

Part of him wanted to dismiss it so he wouldn't have to carry it, but there were probably still more zombies and he wasn't sure he'd be able to call it again. Lea exhaled softly, then cast his eyes toward the far end of the bay. The housing area wasn't too far, if he recalled, just on the other side of the bays, maybe? Ugh, he wasn't really sure, but at least it seemed they were going in the right direction.

He looked at Xion, then at Roxas.

"You guys all right? Xion, how you holding up?" He grimaced. "I could probably throw you a Cure if you think it'll help, but..."

Well, they knew he kind of sucked at restoratives. He was willing to give it a shot though.