"Hey, it's not like I've always been a voice of reason," Riku joked. Their adventures on the Islands were often his ideas, and building the raft started from just that. Even if the source of his dreaming outside the Islands was very real, he hadn't always acted with reason. It was that fact that led to Kairi losing her heart and Sora being the keybearer in the end.

But Riku's mind didn't stray to memories of the past. Though Sora played off everything like it didn't bother him, the lack of enthusiasm implied the truth behind his actions. He didn't like that Riku was taking charge. A small battle started within himself at the sight of this—mock Sora for being so upset or feel guilty because he did—but instead, he decided to pretend that Sora was okay with everything. They could talk later, elsewhere, when Kairi wasn't there.

She didn't need to know that old tensions could still arise between them so easily. Even if Riku had a feeling she could tell anyway.

"Let's head outside," he decided. If he was going to take charge, he had to now. "We'll let other people handle the basement. We've tried there too many times." Or had made plans that didn't turn out. He was sick of it.