Her black gloved hand hesitated, then took his. She half expected to be sucked inside him at the contact, and the oddness of everything just took it out of her for a moment, as she stared at their hands before accepting the help up.

"I..." She didn't think she'd have to explain things to him, she thought all she had to do was say her last goodbyes, tell Roxas what she needed to tell him and then she would just...vanish. And that would be that. How did she even begin.

Xion took a deep breath and took her hand back, then she looked up at him. A million ways to start came to her, and she discarded each. Some might put Roxas in danger. Some might get Sora to attack her before she could finish... None of them helped. She shook her head and just... started. "I... I was never meant to exist. I'm just a puppet that someone created in hopes that I could use a Keyblade for them." For him. Her hands curled into small fists at her side. "When... when some of your memories scattered... I was empty. I... I'm still not sure... if the memories found me because there was no past... nothing where other people keep memories... or if they were put in me, so that I could use the keyblade." She swallowed hard. "But..." Deep breath.

"But Riku said that you needed those memories. That I had to disappear, to be forgotten, to free them." Well, Riku and Namine. "That.. I couldn't just take the path that was best for me... that I had to do what was best for everyone." A single tear down her face. "That I had to disappear, because more people needed you...than anyone ever needed me," she whispered.