Roxas pretty much wilted, paying no mind at all to Greta leaning on him. He had been hoping not to hear that.

"She called you by your name," he said quietly, "You were warned not to sign a contract."

If he'd been much more stressed, Roxas might have felt like crying. As it was, he was barely suppressing a grumbling whimper and that had probably been noticed.

"Now what?"