"Lucky you." Which was a weird thing to say for someone whose home "world" didn't appear to have any gods. Well, the Olympians aside, but... did they count? Hades was a dick but that was the extent of it. He'd never enslaved people that Roxas knew of. Not like the Fog and Fourth gods.

"Hope all you want, I guess only time will tell," he agreed, shifting to curl his legs under himself a bit. He was caught glancing at the coat over his shoulders, studying it a second before speaking again. "You're a fighter, huh?"