Sora pauses, fork full of purple mash hovering midway between the plate and his mouth, and he blinks with some confusion as Lea loses him immediately. Turnabout, it seems, is fair play.

"Marluwho?" he manages to get out before Lea starts to look at him like he might start examining him clinically and picking him apart for clues and as he leans forward, Sora instinctively leans back just a tad, keeping some semblance of personal space between them.

With Lea looking at him this closely, Sora suddenly twigs to the presence of those funny purple tattoos under Lea's eyes and... had he had those back in the tower? He hadn't, had he? Perhaps they're make up... oh wow, okay, they're the exact same shade as the mash bacontato...

Wait no, focus Sora!

Lea doesn't believe him, and honestly Sora's not sure he can blame him for that either. It is pretty farfetched, and he lived through it all to do the telling. He hasn't even got to the most outlandish parts of it all yet- Lea doesn't even know about his Keyblade.

"No... no I promise, I'm dead serious. Riku doesn't even remember this stuff happening so how could he put me up to it?"

Honestly, at this rate the diverging timelines are just going to give him the mother of all headaches.

"Ask me something if you don't believe me! Something only Roxas would know. Go on, I'll prove it."

He's desperate to convince him, and he'll even push away the surprisingly moreish plate of purple mush to show how dedicated he is to the cause.