Sora nods, then nods again, shoving more orange in his mouth. The original question was what he thought of Beacon and what they were supposed to do here, right? Well. He has a lot of thoughts about all of that, but if he was to be very honest, none of it makes a lot of sense, even to himself.

"Then I can be the judge. I think it's all important." Sora shrugs. "I mean... Sure, Beacon's not my home, but I'm so far away from where I'm from, I'd might as well do something to solve problems here, then figure out how to get back, right?" Sora pauses, processing what he said a bit. He's... not really sure where home is for him, now that he thinks about it. What is home for an incomplete version of his preincarnation, anyway?

... One thing at a time. "Sure, how people judge you shouldn't depend on what people thought of you back home, but the life you lived still happened, right? I mean, that's how it feels for me." Sora stretches, popping noises going down his spine. "So, to say that the person you were back in your world doesn't matter suddenly? Doesn't make sense to me. If it didn't matter who were were, why wouldn't Beacon bring a bunch of people who were all the same and could make things happen faster because they agreed on everything? Wouldn't that make more sense?"