Hearing that sound, he dropped the guitar case and left it with the package. He figured that he could always grab both if they needed to beat a hasty retreat. While the expectation for a fight was the first thing that came to mind -by the time he whirled about, he saw the cloaked figure emerge. Admittedly, he had a bad experience with people wearing cloaks, but something about the way he seems as surprised to see them as they are to see him, Roxas decides to err on the side of discretion.

Not willing to go entirely trusting off the bat, he takes a modestly defensive position near Xion, doing his best to hopefully avoid showing he was any more panicked than he already looked.

"Where's here, exactly?"