Sarcasm at least was something that both the normal and the mirror Roxas shared. Although now it seemed a little more out of frustration than out of their usual mutual contempt.

"Why don't you go ahead and try? Maybe this time would be even funnier," he replied with a sneer. Even as he casually drank the soda with one hand, his other curled into a fist. Getting into fistfights was not unusual for them...in many ways, Sora even looked forward to them.

"And what do you care what I do with that overpreened wuss?"