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[ It looks like Riku's packed to go on a trip, dragging what would be a small truckload of items in a wagon down the street. Paper bags, mostly, with a heavy backpack secured over one shoulder. It's a particularly warm summer evening, and she's wearing a pair of baggy shorts with an equally loose t-shirt. One that falls off of her shoulders to reveal the yellow straps of what's probably a bathing suit underneath. But swimming isn't in her plans.

Now, there aren't many places to travel to in that particular kind of attire, and her destination is fairly predictable. She's heading toward the docks, after all. That being said, she's probably willing to take along some company. ]

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[He'd definitely be ready to go back to sleep if she'd let him. He's grown accustomed to things being strange here, but...]

He can fly? Did you see it?

Are you kidding? I rode him.

[This is way more entertaining than it should be. Also, she's releasing his arm now.]

[That has him blinking owlishly at her.]

How'd you keep from falling off?

A saddle. A big one.

[She sounds so serious.]

[He actually seems to be thinking about this seriously. He might be disappointed if he finds out the truth.]

Like from that world with the mermaids?

[She almost fees bad. Sora, why so gullible. She pauses, then reaches down and ruffles his hair and moves back to go to her things.]

Totally.

[This is a Riku he's talking to. Naturally he's going to trust her. He stretches as she stands, the boat rocking with the movement. He watches to see what she's up to when she isn't whale-riding, one eyebrow raising when he sees how much she has with her.]

That's a lot of stuff. Trying to sink a boat?

[She looks ready to laugh, lifting up one of the bags with two fingers and giving it a soft toss in the air to catch. Light as a feather.]

Most of them aren't that heavy.

[Now she really has his interest. He isn't sure what could be so light that she'd need so much of that she carries it in a wagon.]

... What is it?

Cooking supplies.

[Some of it is heavy! And she didn't want to make multiple trips is why she brought that.]

[Suddenly it all makes sense! Sort of.]

Marshmallows!

[That does make her laugh.]

Not yet.

[His disappointment, let him show you it.]

So no s'mores?

Not in these bags. Maybe when I get there.

[No one lives in those places, it's perfectly okay to raid their kitchens.]

The tree house still has a stash?

[Usually Riku's trying to get away from Destiny Islands. It doesn't occur to him that this one may be trying to get there instead.]

[Blink. She shrugs.]

Beats me. I'll check.

That's where I was trying to go, before I fell asleep. Home, I mean. Sort of.

[Before the sail defeated him. Riku was usually the one to set it up while Sora was sent to fetch things.]

How did you fall asleep doing that?

[I mean, really, does he have a concussion?]

I don't know. It was just laying over me like a great big blanket, and the sun was so bright it seemed like a good idea at the time to just... cover up with it.

[He looks a little embarrassed now, thinking of how silly that must sound.]

[She looks incredibly amused, which probably does not help his embarrassment. Oh well.]

Have a good nap?

[Not really. He rubs his face to try to will the blush away.]

It's nice sleeping over water. So... Yeah. You should try it some time.

You make it sound like I haven't.

[She grabs the handle of that wagon again and starts moving to her own boat.]

Is that how you met Monstro?

No. Space, remember?

[She smirks at him over her shoulder.]

Oh. Right. How'd you get into space, anyway?

[He's still rubbing sleep from his eyes, before going back to the tangled mess that is his sail's rope.]