Sora's eyes crinkle as he laughs. "Agreed. I don't think I'm ready to be one of you guys yet."

-- Oh, hey, he remembers this tree too. "I remember stopping here to check out all the sweaters - yeah, that's gotta be it!" He walks forward, snags it off the branch, and walks back to Maes, trying to suss out a good place to put it on his pile. "There you go. Fair trade."