Had this been what Xion had been struggling with during her time here? Roxas looked up to Lea and Isa, a frown forming on his face. He dismissed his Keyblades-- he didn't need them here anymore-- and tried to face Xion again.

"I wasn't fighting with Axel because of you, Xion." He paused, frowning. "Well, you were brought up, but I wasn't mad because of you. I was mad at Xemnas and the rest of the Organization for what they were doing to us, and I was mad at Axel for keeping it a secret from us. Keeping it a secret from me." He couldn't help the brief glance at Axel; this was an old wound, one that no longer stung, but still left a scar on his heart. "I was never upset with you, or blamed you for what Xemnas did."

The talk of bullies had his expression sharpening. "Bullies..?" What bullies? Had people been bullying Xion?? His hands balled into fists and his jaw tightened, but... no. No one got away with hurting his friends, but this was something he'd have to look into later. Instead, he focused on Xion.

"I know last time we fought, I saw Sora's face. But I don't see that anymore. I see your face your true face. I have since that final battle, and I have since I returned to Twilight Town. And I'm sure if you lowered your hood right now, I'd still see black hair and blue eyes, just like I did before."