[ Ah. Immediately she goes a bit pink, still glancing away, but now she's tucking a piece of hair behind her ear, as shy and sweet as you might ever see. The smile that flickers across her face is sad, though. ]

... I think so, [ she murmurs, soft and warm and a bit resigned. ] But there's no way he'll feel the same. Even if he did, he'd still probably try and push me away.

[ Xion straightens up a little, her smile embarrassed and a little guilty and, well, nothing like happy, exactly. ]

I thought feeling like this was something that would ... never happen for me. But in a place like this ... is there really a point? [ Her smile fades into something pinched. ] When either of us could get killed at any time...?