[ A small sound escapes Xion before she can help it, one that isn't quite a gasp or a laugh or a sigh but somehow a mix of all of those, a surprised, quiet, flattered exhalation of breath. She's been complimented before, but this feels different from the way that man in the library spoke to her, the one that told her she had a lovely face and said she was beautiful. Hearing Dipper call her cool is ... something else. Behind her CereVice, Xion's face crinkles up in the biggest smile as she ducks her chin, her own face going a bit pink at the compliment. ]

... thanks. You're pretty cool too, Dipper.

[ Her laugh is quiet, not quite a giggle. ]

And ... I'm glad. I meant what I said that day. Everything. Memories really are important to me. And I think ... you'll succeed at what you're trying to do. Being a better person... there's just something about you that makes me feel like I can believe in you.