He listens carefully, trying to commit each name to memory even if there are no faces to match them to yet. If they're important to Axel, even a little, he wants to know them. Maybe he could be jealous of the friends Axel's made in his absence, but he's not. Roxas had made his own set of other friends, even if none of them had been real outside his heart. If that's fine, then so is this.

Besides, he does know that no one could replace him. Just like no one could replace Axel.

So he gives the expected shove and grins, the smile going softer after a couple of seconds. "I haven't talked to anyone yet," he says. "The only people I saw were still asleep in their pods. And then I was just afraid that I could only be here if Sora was a Heartless again."

It's a little funny to talk about Sora like it's no big deal, even after he'd just been here. The last time his name had come up, Roxas had no idea of the significance. Now, he knows everything.