Roxas didn't ask that question because he wanted a platitude. He wanted Lea to open up a little, to give Roxas a glimpse into his crazy red head. Roxas was still learning how to accept his heart, too. To be whole, or half a person-- it didn't matter. He felt what he felt and that was that. However, understanding other people was a whole other thing, and since Lea was his best friend, understanding him was of the highest priority.

He tugged his checkered scarf up around his nose and exhaled deeply, glad for the warmth of his breath. He could feel it seep up around his cheeks and dissipate into the chill night air. The blonde stepped closer then, until he was nearly toe-to-toe with his much-taller friend. "Can you tell me why you and Sora were fighting?" he asked finally, his voice a little muffled.