Roxas winced as the shackles shifted and turned sharp. Wasn't it bad enough that he had a possibly broken wrist? Actually, probably not, given that he was dealing with a guy that... while he might understand right and wrong... he didn't give a damn. Given the display of 'anger' so far, it was probably a safe bet to assume it might be worse if the guy did have his Heart. Then again, if the guy had his Heart, they probably wouldn't be here.

"What do you call getting in my way and refusing to get out of my way when I was too busy for you, then?"

He didn't give the guard any more than a passing glance as the man handed a laptop to his captor. He had a feeling he knew what was going to be pulled up. It was a bit relieving that his friends were okay, but that didn't mean he had to forgive this idiot the trouble he was causing. Though he sort of suspected that his absence wouldn't be noticed right away or at least not realized for what it was, the reminder of it was still mildly unnerving. Rather than call attention to it, he took something else that was mentioned and went with it.

"Speaking of vanished worlds... you wouldn't happen to know anything about that, would you? I mean, you were holding the Princesses of Heart captive and their worlds are among the worlds that have vanished." Bravado. Stupid, but it might help him at least a little bit. That and it distracted him from the pain in his wrists.