The presence of the whale actually made Roxas feel somewhat normal, since he wasn't exactly human himself. At least he could walk around on the land. Though he did feel sympathy for the poor creature. He'd been watching it on and off for a while now until he heard it begin to speak, which drew his attention fully back to it. Being that he was the nearest being that wasn't the moogle, when she called out for help he felt obligated to answer.

The harpy hopped to his feet from his perch nearby and took a few cautious steps towards her. She reminded him of Monstro, though obviously near as large or angry-looking.

"Er... What can I assist you with? I think the moogle is trying to help you," he informed her, motioning with his wingtips toward the half-full tank of water. "Are you hurt or something?"