[There is a soft distant rustling of paper and then the familiar creak of the door as Naminé pushes it open.] Sora? [She meets his gaze and blinks.] Your eyes are red, are you okay?

[There is a brief hesitation before she opens the door wider and steps away to let him inside.]

Come in. It's just me right now. I was drawing so... it's a bit messy. I'm sorry.

[It's only been a few weeks but there are already piles of drawings on the small table in the room with her and Hana's favorites taped or nailed or balanced on the walls.]