Dear Diary,
Riku is helping me sneak out so I can find the other side of Sora's memories. It's exciting-the first time I've ever left Castle Oblivion! As it turns out Mickey has a policy of wearing an organization look-a-like cloak when they go out. As such, Riku demanded similar. Fortunately Marluxia had me fitted once.
"Why do we have to wear these?"
"Because-"
Riku had intended to answer Namine's question with intelligence, because it was important. What he discovered when he turned around was that Namine's cloak was fitted to her-if by Diz or the Organization he didn't know. His own cloak was stolen and left room for him to grow.
"Did I put it on wrong?" Riku's expression puzzled Namine as she couldn't identify it. He almost said something perverted, but two words stopped him: "Hula" and "Ballet".
"Ah-no." Riku shook his head. "Memory lapse."
"Well I didn't do it." Namine crossed her arms. That's what you think. Riku thought before answering.
"Natural occurrence. The cloaks grant us anonymity. If the Organization is pursuing us the only reports will be of cloaked figures." He paused, realizing Namine's hair was up. Something was giving it shape.
"Ah-" He began to point as she held up her sketchbook.
"I couldn't find pockets and I needed to bring my colored pencils. I might not be Davinci, but it's how I can capture the essence of a memory."
Riku was caught off guard by Namine's pained expression. It was a reminder of what he'd said earlier.
"It was unfair of me to judge." He stated.
"You don't mean that."
"I do! You've only existed a month. Expecting Leonardo Angelo work is foolish." Riku stated.
Namine giggled for a moment.
"Davinci or Michael?" She asked.
"Huh?"
"Leonardo Davinci or Michael Angelo? They're different people."
"Oh, shut up Miss Know it all." Riku flicked her wrist to conjure a portal. "Let's go."
Journal Entry X/X
How was I supposed to know Namine had never traveled by dark passage before? The King is going to kill me!