[roxas's face falls a little more. he lifts his hands, as if he hadn't really gotten a chance to look at his palms before.]

Maybe. Not really. When I got here, I figured something must've gone wrong. I went looking around for what could've happened, but I didn't find anything.

[he lifts his head.] I have my own body, but what about Xehanort? What about the Thirteen Darknesses and Seven Lights? I can't have my own body. I belong with Sora.