His gaze dropped to the ground at her question, was it that obvious? Or perhaps she just knew him that well. And with what they both were, well, she no doubt understood how it was to feel trapped. To feel like you had nowhere to go, to feel like there was nowhere you could go. “Yeah...” He muttered with a sigh, looking down at his hands as he thought over what he was...a replica. A creation. A weapon. “What...do you do when you’re feeling trapped, Xion?” He asked, trying not to let himself fall too deep into thought. It wasn’t often that he could talk with someone like this, about what he was, how he felt about it...but he could with Xion. Because they were alike in many ways and though he didn’t have that familiar feeling with her like he did with others, like with his original, like with Namine, he felt...comfortable around her.