Man, if there's a script, Sora would like to see it. He's been flying by the seat of his pants for a long time. Maybe if someone would tell him what to do, he wouldn't have to feel so lost.

Still engulfed in that stupid sweater, Sora considers the situation for a moment... then puts his hands in his pockets.

"That sounds fine." It's what he would have done. "I was asking about you though." Getting ditched by your crew, no matter how close you were with them, is tough. You pour so much of yourself into other people when you join a crew. Sora wants to know if Masaomi was okay after that. And if that makes Masaomi... Mad? Sad? Frustrated? Hurt? Well... he's just going to have to deal with it? This is what Sora's about.