"Needed you to wake up...?" W...ait... a second, "Are you...Roxas?"

How was that even possible, though? Then again, ...how was half of the things that happened to him possible...? The keyblade wielder was giving the blond a firmly confused stare, at that moment.

He felt like he should remember seeing him, actually. Maybe in a dream, somewhere. A really long dream--well, technically, that was how it had been, right? If that person was really Roxas, at least.