Sora hadn't been hurt, either. In fact, he was pretty much the only one who hadn't. That didn't seem fair. Everyone else had taken the blows for him, and now he wasn't even sure if they had made it out okay. "No, I can't... I can't admit to that. I always have to protect my friends, no matter what." But the facts were impossible to ignore. He had done no protecting this time, had caused even more damage by roping in others for help.

Luckily, the boy was distracted from such thoughts when two people he didn't know approached them. Sora's eyes widened when he realized how young the one called Honey was. "Oh, gosh... how... how old are you?" he asked, looking thoroughly distressed.

When he was introduced, he nodded to both of them amiably, but his cheeks reddened when Tamaki mentioned the circumstances of their meeting. It was probably best not to comment on that...