She watched him quietly, and even before he said anything, she could tell that something wasn't right. The way he was looking at her was a good enough indication of that, and the glance around only encouraged that conclusion. Her expression was fairly inscrutable once she got hold of it again, because how could he be here? The letter hadn't said anything about anyone else being saved from the world they were in... but maybe-- no, it wouldn't do to get her hopes up. The way he was acting was definitely not making it easier to accept this new development.

When he took a step closer, she tensed slightly, wondering whether she should move closer, too. This dilemma was almost immediately made unimportant when he finally spoke. The girl's brow knit slightly. He seemed to recognize her... but why describe her that way? Didn't he... didn't he remember her name? The way he was standing, it was hard not to see that he was on edge. Her own confusion only showed slightly, along with a pinch of concern that was really only the tip of the ice berg. "What are you talking about... Roxas?" In hindsight, it was probably a bad idea to include his name when he was so accusatory about it, but it just sort of slipped out.