[He skitters back a few steps, finally clamoring to his feet as he watches the hooded figure do the same. And then rather anti-climatically, he watches as it tumbles over. That apprehensive feeling was rather quickly bleeding away as he was gradually sizing this stranger up as being about as threatening as dalmatian puppy.

The weird feeling that he'd heard their voice before wasn't doing a great job of reminding him to keep his guard up either.

As he walked over to get a better look at their face, he hesitated a moment when he first caught a glimpse. It was Sora, wearing an Organization robe, but that didn't make any sense. Questioning his grip on reality, he blinked once, feeling even more unsettled when it looked like Kairi. One last time, he blinked again and shook his head, starting to genuinely worry that he was losing his grip on reality.

And then the image stabilized; it was still a girl and while she bore a certain resemblance to Kairi, the hair was different and there were some differences in the face. Curious, he blinked again, finding that her appearance didn't shift again. That whole bit of the incident left him unsettled and he was honestly feeling like he'd very much like to push the memory aside.

Against his better judgment, he approached again, this time from the front where she could easily see him. With a resigned smile, he offered his hand to her.]

Can you stand?