[At the bow of his head, Naminé braved another step. And then yet another at his comment. Maybe the smallest of reassuring smiles hinted on her lips. It was hard to tell, really. Her temperament definitely seemed more... not really cold but distant. She didn't seem to quite bear a strong familiarity to him either, but she approached all the same. Her mouth opening slightly to the surprise of that little smile of his own. The only really expressive, well, expression that she had featured since she had appeared.

She nodded again, crossing the rest of the distance to Xion's side just as another of her phases ended. Naminé carefully knelt down in front of the bench, steadying herself into a comfortable position where hopefully her legs wouldn't fall asleep on her. She looked back at Roxas then, her gaze becoming firmer than before.]

While I do this, you'll have to hold her hand. And no matter what, you can't let go. If you sever the connection at any point during this, if you lose consciousness, the damage it could cause... she might never wake up again.

[A careful pause.] If this does succeed though, the memories, too... will come to you in dreams just like Sora's. [And then her eyes were boring directly into his.] Are you sure of this?