“I’m sure.” Even if his words were tentative, less confident than usual, he hoped that Roxas wouldn’t mention it. In all honesty, nausea was beginning to creep up, making him want to close his eyes and stay still until the end of time, if he managed to fall unconscious in the meantime, he’d thank the heavens. He hadn’t got even an idea about what happened last night, it didn’t seem as if it was alcohol only, though. Had he got involved with heavier stuff ? Deciding not to think about it for the moment ( he wasn’t sure he could think properly anyways ), he sat down on the couch, shaking his head at the other’s suggestion.  “Can’t. I just want to disappear a bit.”