[Roxas is just starting to push himself up on Oblivion when he sees Axel raise his arm to attack. He winces in anticipation--but the attack doesn't come. He glances around, noticing how things seem to be fading. Maybe it's finally ending now.
He returns his gaze to Axel's, holding it as he cautiously rises to his feet. He's not sure exactly what that look is in his friend's eyes, but Roxas hopes he's able to convey just how much he doesn't want to be on opposite sides.]
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He returns his gaze to Axel's, holding it as he cautiously rises to his feet. He's not sure exactly what that look is in his friend's eyes, but Roxas hopes he's able to convey just how much he doesn't want to be on opposite sides.]