[She almost didn't catch that smile. Looking away like she did seemed like a habit she wasn't about ready to break. And saying that it was okay when it obviously wasn't... although he had a point about not being able to do anything. And she knew it. She shook her head slowly as if to will those straying sad thoughts away because she honestly didn't want to trouble him anymore on top of what he had faced. The squeeze had also helped distract her. Something about it--

Xion finally looked up at him. And, well, it might not have felt too awkward to her because she was still wrapping concepts like this around her head, he might be feeling a might bit of it. Because she was pretty darn close to him again. But she was smiling that small, quiet smile of hers. Even if it was a little guilty in appearance. A little sad. A little forced. Kind of complimented his, really. But those jaded smiles seemed to be more than prevalent for a good reason with all that they had been through. Her gaze buckled again as she spoke, but her smile remained.]

...That's true, I guess. And... This time... I'll be sure that you don't... have to face something like that again.

...So then. Can you remember anything after that? [He didn't just vanish like her, right? After all, he was a nobody. Not a replica.]