[ He immediately clenches his fist, close to summoning his keyboard and not bothering to give Roxas a fair start, but... The things between them are already rocky enough, and he doesn't actually feel like doing this whatever right now. He isn't going to let that anger control him anymore; he's better than that.

So, there's a scoff, fingers loosening and dropping so that his arms are at his sides. ]

Maybe later. There's something I wanted to ask you about. [ He looks at him. ] I figured you might know since-- Have you talked to Sora?