"They wouldn't stick you in the simulator," he corrected Sora, far more bitterness in his voice than he'd intended. "They made it to keep me until I was ready to be reunited with you." A lot of effort when they really probably could have just locked him up or kept him knocked out. Or maybe they needed him to agree to give himself over? He didn't know, and anymore he didn't care.

But Sora's last question had Roxas frozen. He looked his Other over, then his eyes flicked to Sora's moogle, then back to Sora. The clothes, not knowing Roxas had a heart, generally being unfazed... Sora, or rather this Sora, hadn't been to Ryslig. He'd never experienced the horrors of being turned into a monster of killing to eat, or dying. And that was better. It was better that he never knew about that.

"Uh... I don't know, meeting you inside your heart," he finally lied after a solid moment of still silence. Even still he wasn't good at thinking on his feet when it came to lies.