[It had been a few months since he'd last been seen, and with good reason. He'd listened to Riku--he's only been eating the things from the vending machine. But he's realized a distinct problem with that. While they taste good, for sure, they provide nothing for a Nightmare. They're all designed with Spirits in mind, and thus they're made out of bad dreams. Which is, essentially, junk food for a Nightmare. So someone has been starving for a few months, but fear of retaliation has kept him hiding--especially as he's weakened. So he's left with one choice, really: hunt down someone willing to have a bad dream so that he can eat. If he spreads it among a few people, he can get away with it, he thinks. Even Riku can't object to that.
Right now? He's sneaking along the hallways, trying to avoid the Spirits. He's pretty much a prime meal right now.]