Jax was staring at the butter pecan and the vanilla biting her lip awkwardly. How was one to choose between the two! Hell, now the strawberry was calling out to her. Her inner fat Jax just wanted to buy all the tubs but trainer Jax kept looking at the low-fat vanilla yogurt. Jax reached out to open the ice cream door then pulled back. Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted by a pained,"[color=ed1c24][Hey Jax.[/color]" She turned seeing Roxas standing in front of her looking rough. Jax looked up at him with wide eyes immediately feeling concerned. Her tone was even almost kind,"[color=39b54a]Hi...Roxas..are you okay? You don't look so hot, dude![/color]" 

She turned to face him trying to get a new look at her sister's new 'dude.' He was tall, handsome, bit whispy. Definitely Ophelia's type. Aside from the obvious though, he looked tired, slightly haggard like some inner turmoil was eating him up. Jax placed her basket on the ground and looked down the aisle. They seemed relatively alone, so she took a step forward whispering,"[color=39b54a]Is it the demon?[/color]" she looked up at him worried. She was not this guy's greatest fan but she always would help someone in need if she was aware of it and she could help. Like a personal code, she couldn't help herself. Roxas was dangerous for her sister but to be fair, she could sense that he was a good person, and he was suffering. She should have noticed it before but because she was being such an asshole she had no time.