He looked at Jed, taking in everything, from his stetson to Dakota and he seemed to relax. It was really great to see him again. He could swear that he was feeling something again, but it had been a very long time.

"Lost a fight. Met Roxas." Demyx answered with a breath. "I was right you know, I am pretty sure they wanted me dead...and I tried to say it wasn't my strength to fight like that, and it's not. I do okay, but.."

He shook his head. "Can't beat Roxas. Didn't." Demyx frowned slightly. "I was crying because I didn't want to disappear but since I came back, it's not so bad."