[He tells himself he's not going to fight seriously unless he's sure Axel is. If he's still holding back-- Or if he changes his mind-- He'll back down, too. He can't help feeling like this is different, and it makes him uneasy.
So he dodges to the side, tumbling low and rolling to his feet, and leaves a beat, an opening, before he straightens out enough to pull his keyblades up again.]