Sora's still sticking to his story, and Axel figures he at least has to give the kid credit for tenacity. He's really not sure what he's playing at, here, but... this can't be for real. Can it?

Eyes narrow, but not in a sinister manner, Axel regards Sora sternly for a moment, then wags his spoon at him again.

"All right," he says, twisting the spoon in his fingers and thinking for a moment. Something only Roxas would know? Hmmm... "Okay, riddle me this," he says then, and takes a moment to carefully balance the face of the spoon on his nose. "Very early on, when Roxas was still pretty new to the Organization, he was pretty spacey. Like... super spacey. Like tell the kid something and three seconds later he's forgotten it spacey." He crosses his eyes to look at the spoon, then pulls it off of his nose and wags it at Sora again. "When I asked him if he had my name memorized, what'd he call me?"

No way anyone else knew that, and he didn't think it was likely Sora would be able to guess.

Time to put an end to this silly little ruse.