[The replica narrows his eyes at the last spinning pebble, avoiding Roxas' eye. Huffing a sigh, he stretches out his legs and folds his arms across his chest.

Was it right to feel this betrayed, knowing his friends had found out about Organization members in the city before he did?

Before he might have known to protect Namine from them. Or not walk into a set-up.]

When were you going to tell me you knew? Or did you think it was better for me to just find out on my own?

[Then, in a quieter tone, an even more dangerous reproach.]

...like Axel did to you.