Sora rubbed the small pebble between his forefinger and thumb, his wide eyes took in the surroundings around him and he was relatively quiet while they explored the room. The pebble was something that knocked him on his head and rather than it hurting him it surprised him, ever since then he’d been toying with it. He didn’t think it was of any consequence, being a freelancer himself, the rocks he used were much, much, bigger than that which he held now.

The current room reminded him of Jiminy, Pinnochio, and Geppetto. A room full of puppets for the making, or reconstruction, who knew?

Otherwise unbothered by the room, Sora was second-handedly bothered by his party’s response to the room and he was getting some strange vibes from the rest of them! “Huh?” Came a common response from the brunette. Everyone was centered around a chest and Sora felt a jolt of excitement rush up his gut and he beamed at the others. “Let’s open it!” Fearless, yes, cautious, no. Sora was always the type to leap without looking and this was no different. He could definitely empathize with Tidus’ past experiences, save for the ghosts in the chests, his own experience was there was something to be gained from those sweet boxes, something more precious than one would find just lying around anywhere!