It was kind of sad thinking of the way that their snowman must have looked as the sun slowly came back and melted it, but Sora knew that he couldn't get too worked up about something like that. They had way bigger problems than one measly snowman, even if it had been one named after a friend.

"Well, I wonder if it's going to get hotter as time goes by now," he remarked as they continued down the street. He wasn't going at a very fast pace compared to normal, but that just couldn't be helped when he still felt so out of it. And he couldn't stop himself from wondering: would he even be here this time next week? Or would something horrible have happened by then?

No, he couldn't think like that. He gave a small shake of his head and focused on Tsubaki instead. "So, are you ready to tell me about that mission now?" They'd already spent so much time on him; he'd like to get caught up on what Tsubaki was doing before they parted ways.