Neku was wary of being touched even by people he knew. So after the invasive pat-down before he got on the bus, his mood was sour enough. Why bother letting them spend money at all if they were just going to take it back? Now the soldiers were leading him to a new room.

"This isn't my room. Where the hell is Roxas?" he crossed his arms stubbornly outside the new door. He knew well enough that people disappeared from this place, but to throw this at him on top of everything else...

"Sent home," the soldier replied vaguely before giving him a firm push into the room. Neku went, but he didn't have to be happy about it. Sent home? Recovered? Home in this world? His own? Maybe he and Roxas hadn't been the tightest roomies, but he definitely didn't want this.

"Sora?"