"I want to keep it. I've been dying to get it back to me, I-he promised." Demyx said fiercely, as though Roxas needed to understand his reasons. "He promised. He said he'd give it back to me and he hasn't."

Someone else did though, someone he wasn't sure of, for all the wrong reasons.

"Do you have any idea how long it's been since I was free?" Demyx asked him softly. "I can't even begin to guess what I should be doing. Although I guess right now it's Flashstep." He wasn't afraid of those people. They had nothing on their Superior.