[Aw, Daylight. That's sweet. Soldat looks down, at the collection of tools they've started putting back into the wheelbarrow. Given their performance the last couple times they've seen trouble, they're not sure they deserve that kind of trust, but... Daylight doesn't need to hear their stupid self-doubt.

Rather, they have a suggestion. Productive activity, for both of them.]

When you're feeling a little more stable. Maybe you could help me with something. Sora has cybernetic parts, like I do, only his are all inside. He has this. Spike. Thing. In his brain. We don't know what it does.

[They look up again, back in Daylight's direction.]

Think you could talk to it? Like you did to my arm? Find out what it does, how best to get it out maybe?