Yeah. You can thank Korra and Hiro for that... and Baymax, too.

[Had it not been for Korra's quick thinking, he would have bled out right then and there. And that would have been for nothing, if Hiro and Baymax hadn't saved them from the electified floor.]

Besides, it'll take more than a few bullets to stop me. I still need to help you, and save my other friends.

[And beat the tar out of Xehanort to avenge his master, but those darker thoughts are best kept from Roxas. With a little difficulty, he moves to shift and sit at the edge of the bed. If this were Ven, he'd ruffle his hair to cheer him up, but he'll resist the urge to do so.]

So I mean it -- don't worry about me. I'm not going anywhere.