Roxas swallowed his pride - and hard. Larxene was the meanest girl he'd ever known, at least since joining the organization. She was sadistic and cruel, she spoke brashly and arrogantly, as though she were higher than everyone else. Then again, Roxas thought, she did seem to know a lot. Maybe she could help him discover exactly why he had the dream about Xion's feet. He breathed in deeply, and went to find her.

Roxas found Larxene on the same rooftop as before, and she didn't appear to be doing anything. She was resting, kicking back, so to speak. Roxas looked to her shoes first before anything. As he approached, she seemed to snap back into reality. "Oh great, I suppose the shrimp is gonna tell on me for slacking." She shot him a vicious glance, and he immediately stepped back, "No, actually, uh, Larxene, I had something to-" he was cut off. "Out with it loser! I don't have time for your idiocy!" Roxas hung his head, "Um, it's about a dream I had..." Larxene cut him off again, "You came all the way out here to tell me about some useless dream? I don't know if that's flattering," she smiled curelly, "or just plain stupid. Who cares about your dreams, and why tell me?" Roxas shrunk under her gaze, "I-I don't know, I just thought you were smart..." Larxene's look became one of suspicion, as though she wouldn't take the compliment. "Smart huh? What, trying to get in my good books?" Roxas shook his head, "I just wanted to ask you about my dream is all, and you're the smartest person I know..." This belief stemmed from the fact that Larxene always withheld information from Roxas, even if it was false, passing it off by waving him away. Larxene actually grinned, "Okay, fine. Tell me about your dumb dream."