"Mn!" It's an enthusiastic sound, largely because Sora has never learned the necessity of subtlety. For better or worse he wears his heart on his sleeve, and being in a strange place with strangers is no exception. Sora crouches a short distance away and with his body alone telegraphs his intent to settle in and watch.

"I've never been very good at it, but I have a friend who is! She kept track of a bunch of really important memories that way." His chin rests in the palm of one hand. "Is that what you're doing too? Making sure you remember it?"