[He has the decency to raise his head and look at the ball, unsure what it is and near tears, bus attention wholly focus on the orb in the hope that maybe it'll draw his attentions away from everything he's going through just now. He stares at it for a long few seconds, and then shakes his head with a purse of his lips.

His mouth is so dry and he balks a little at the sound being so different - even by Zexion's standards - when he tries to speak again.]

There's more someone should tell me. [He's insistent in tone, yet quiet in volume.] I know I should regret feeling that way, strong enough to want to kill, but I can't. He didn't care what he did to me! He said he wasn't sorry for what happened.

For lying, for leading me on, for treating me the same way all the rest of them treated me - like a puppet. He doesn't deserve a second chance to ruin someone's life...

[But as he says the words, 'second chance' comes back to haunt him in Sora's voice He never felt like he deserved a second chance either. More like he's just been riding a winning lottery ticket he didn't earn and he knows it. Sora had the benefit - sort of - of having forgotten what Arden did when he offered friendship. Arden hadn't forgotten Axel's deceits.]