"I never 'got in your face,' kid," Koios said quietly, and flicked his hand. Immediately the glass in his shackles began to thin as it shifted to form small spikes digging into Roxas' skin. The kid was lucky Koios couldn't feel anger anymore; he'd had a terrible temper when he had a heart.

There was a knock on the door, and after getting the order to enter, the guard came in with a laptop in hand. Morgan's laptop. He spared no glance at Roxas, instead delivering it to Koios and leaving immediately. Koios smiled slowly as he turned it on and found the correct site. He looked up at the boy in the cage and walked up to him, turning it around so he could see it - it was the refugee website.

"Your friends," he said as he scrolled down the page, voice devoid of any hint of emotion, "are fine. Every last one survived, and each in good condition, physically, if not emotionally. They're moaning about your precious, lost Radiant Garden, and arguing amongst themselves, but they are all alive and well." He set the computer on the floor, just out of Roxas' reach, and stepped back. "And you know what the best part is? They aren't even aware that you aren't with them yet."