[That is aimed at Frederic. Xion still isn't sure how to react to Saïx, and consequently glances at him hurriedly before ignoring how he's walking off.
Instead, she turns her gaze back to the Clock Tower. Roxas is right. If Axel were anywhere here... he'd probably be there. Xion walks up to the door to the train station, slowly. The inside of the building is in as much shambles as the outside. There's even some rubble blocking the door.
She pushes at it, and it budges a few inches before the debris gets in the way. She leans on the door more heavily, and it moves more, though it's still slow going.]
Roxas, er someone, could someone help me get the door open?
Ugh I'm so sorry for the holdup guys.
[That is aimed at Frederic. Xion still isn't sure how to react to Saïx, and consequently glances at him hurriedly before ignoring how he's walking off.
Instead, she turns her gaze back to the Clock Tower. Roxas is right. If Axel were anywhere here... he'd probably be there. Xion walks up to the door to the train station, slowly. The inside of the building is in as much shambles as the outside. There's even some rubble blocking the door.
She pushes at it, and it budges a few inches before the debris gets in the way. She leans on the door more heavily, and it moves more, though it's still slow going.]
Roxas, er someone, could someone help me get the door open?