[Oh, he knew alright. And that's exactly why he tagged along, monster-obtained sword and chestplate and all. He wasn't doing so well with the whole lack of being able to use the darkness at all, but the very thought of Xion going alone-

'I will... protect you.'

He nods slightly, kneeling as his grip on the formerly-orc-sword tightens.]

It's Jason. Best we can do is hold him off unless we can knock out his powers. Even then, I-

[He trails off a second, shaking his head.]

Do what you want. I'll cover the rear if you decide to run.