For a moment, Xion just stood there. Caught between uncertainty and an underlying sick feeling. Working with Roxas as she was. While to him, the link was useful, to her... She knew its true nature. Knew why and that was what made her... slightly relieved when she gained those few precious extra seconds where he was readjusting his hold on her hand. It made her blink and then a meek, sheepish smile rose to the surface of her features. Brief but still there.

But then her attention was back on the task at hand. Listening to him, how he settled. And then... Then she felt something. Like she was starting to channel her own strength, but the thing was she hadn't even been concentrating on it even a second ago. And then realization hit her right then and she wanted to pull away. But instead her hand tightened around his fingers roughly as if to anchor herself. Just this once. Just this once. And with that thought, she narrowed in on the situation at hand, hand flexing before a fire spell, noticeably stronger than any of the ones she had cast before, tore from her palm and nailed the door. The force of it caused it to fling forward, whatever had been blocking it rolling back from the explosion that crashed the moment the spell had impacted.

Xion kept her hand tightly bound to his a moment longer, too caught up staring at their work to mind the taxing handle on his fingers.