"Your friend Riku came here today."
Namine stood in front of Sora's 'cocoon'. His progress was stalling. So she spoke to the sleeping brunette, talking of things he'd forgotten.
"He's a loyal friend to you." Namine continued. "Most guys, from what I hear," She'd been reading stories online, "Would have taken advantage of your state and gone back to sweep Kairi off her feet."
"I'm not doing it for him."
Namine nearly screamed, not accustom to people walking in while she was there. Diz checked in two seconds at a time, but he shuffled. Riku hadn't made a noise as he approached.
"Then who?" Namine asked. "For Kairi?"
"In a way." Riku sighed. "More about winning her over fair and square while she's not pining for him."
"A sense of honor. Rare." Namine turned back to Sora, sketching quietly.
"Does your drawing help him?" Riku asked, walking next to her. The organization robe oddly suited him. Namine flushed and disbanded the thought before answering.
"Its how I best control my ability." She replied.
"But you don't need to. As I saw earlier." Riku replied.
"As you experienced, I still have trouble controlling my ability without a medium." Namine replied. Riku glanced over her shoulder.
"Huh."
"What?"
"It's nothing."
"Tell me!"
"I just hope Sora's memories are more vivid then your drawings."