Zexion watched as Dark neared, eyeing him with a tinge of wariness. He always did get a bit antsy when those he wasn't familiar with approached. If anything, he preferred making the first move when it came to invading personal space. But, Dark didn't need to be let in on that piece of information. Instead of recoiling (which is what he would have liked to do), he took a step closer, as though recognizing this as some sort of challenge and facing up to it. Couldn't have Dark thinking he could get the best of him, after all.

He kept the hand gripping the bar in place and raised the other, slipping it inside the cage, capturing Dark's chin in his grasp. It wasn't a hard grip-- enough to hold his head in place, sure, but it was still possible for Dark to pull away if he chose. He peered intensely at him, before flashing a small, wry smile. "You make it sound like I've left you here abandoned for weeks." There's an idea! "I'll be back after I finish with a... meeting or two."