[The smile was at least a comforting sight, though he was growing continually more and more curious as to why she had her hood up. At least the Xion he'd always known, once she'd felt comfortable around him always had her hood down -even if she was prone to fiddling with it out of habit. And while part of him wanted to ask her to lower it, he figure that if this version of his friend was more comfortable like that, he wasn't going to push things.]

I'm glad. I don't know how it was for you back then- but I did really feel bad about how things played out for us. I just want to you know that I'm sorry for that.

[He finally takes the spoon from his mouth and takes another bite of ice cream, savoring it a moment. It was relaxing, not quite as nice as the afternoons atop the clock tower, but a counter with a quart of ice cream wasn't bad by any stretch either.]