Sora looks dismayed... but laughs at the addition. That's one way to make friends, at least. "I'm glad she's okay."

Sora thinks. Okay, this is very familiar territory for him. It's going to be hard - after all, they don't have an entire network of people stuck in the same position, throwing out eerily specific memories into the void to help connect others to them - but there are ways to swing this that even he can do with what's available in Beacon. "Can you tell me about the memory where you got the Sergeant back?" And he's mentally keeping track of that year, mister. 1989 is pretty far from 1945, you know.