A lot of things would have been nice then, but preference was the last thing on Xion's mind at the moment. Although she couldn't ignore the thirst now that Roxas had mentioned it. Eating probably wasn't something smart to do with her stomach twisted in knots as it was, but to at least quench her parched throat. It was still a little weird to her to consume as frequently as they did now, but it was something she had become accustom to as months went by. Nodding carefully, she finally took a step back, raising her head. Her hand still linked over his for now. Whether it was because she wasn't quite ready to look that reality in the face once more or the matter that she was still worried over his bleeding she wouldn't say. Most likely a bit of both. But she was holding onto him at least for a little longer, regardless.

"...Come on then."

Taking the initiative was hard. But staying there as it was- It was harder. Facing the reality. That they couldn't go back. She took uncertain steps away from it, heading back towards the way they came. Ever attentive of Roxas, watching him out of the corner of her eye. She had been the idiot that had run off so focused on the impossible, after all, and in the end, that had cost him rather than her. So, she would look out for him. And make sure to at least set that right.