[...Yes, and? He stares down at her gloved fingers, eyes narrowing skeptically, because he doesn't know if he should let her take his hand again or not. Xion likes to be reassured that things will be alright through physical contact, not just words. She needs a hand to hold all the time. Now, is that a good thing? If there comes a time ever when Axel or Roxas or any other person Xion likes to run to for comfort goes away...who will she depend on then?
But as much as he'd like to push her hand away and tell her to learn how to fend for herself, Axel finds that he can't do that to her. She's scared and confused, and he treats her like nothing. Ignores her. Brushes past without a care in the world
No, Axel doesn't let her take his hand. This time he makes the move and curls his fingers around her own, squeezing tightly before standing and slowly walking over to the most secluded area he can find. Once there, the simple hand hold isn't that anymore...He hug her instead, face devoid of any emotion, though deep inside...he hurts.]