[Riku isn't all to impressed, but at least vaguely confused by that stare that Sora fixates him with – what with first that fixation on his hair, and now his cloths? If Sora remembered anything about Castle Oblivion, he'd understand why he'd be wary about latter at least, but given how things worked out…]

A year back home, and at least five months in here.

[At least that's the time that Riku can vouch for. How long they've been here before he's woken himself… he doesn't even want to think about it.]

But yea… you really ought to stop doing that. I might not always be around to wait till you wake.

[In spite of the fact that the words are not voiced unkindly, that there's a hint of teasing in Riku's voice, he nearly flinches the second after the words leave his mouth. For one, he wouldn't be around if it hadn't been for the Storm… he certainly hadn't planned to be at home, not knowing what it would take to bring Roxas in.

This? This is kind of a miracle, and there are so many reasons why Riku doesn't deserve to make light of it... and why teasing Sora in general might be off limits for him too.

Sora's next question snap him out of that train of thought though, confusion returning to settle on his face because…]

…Who is Xehanort?