...Okay. It--he--was talking. And...had a funny way of doing it, too. Roxas took a step back as he was pointed at, finding himself suddenly nervous to be picked out of the crowd, even though he was the one who'd addressed the stranger first. This whole thing was more awkward than the boy had been expecting, especially without memories of what he should be doing or saying now.

For a few moments, he just tried to stop looking so surprised and taken aback, though that was proving difficult. "I...I just...You look different from everyone else," he stammered, tripping over his words. "You're uh...new here, right?" The words made him a bit more confident, and he ventured a brief smile, hoping that it looked friendly.