That just meant Riku should probably also be bracing himself for any weird tea parties in the future. Cake won't be that hard to track down, right?

Sora was anything but nonchalant right then, however. He pressed his lips together in a frown, eyebrows knitted in a blend of thought and stress.

"A whole month? But then what was I..." Sora paused there — he's on a new world, yes, but perhaps still a bit hung up on everything that was happening on the worlds before. It wasn't that unreasonable that a month had passed between them, a world is more or less its own entity, dreaming or not. While he'd been out being dragged back and forth from cloaked figures to others, Riku'd been... trapped. For an entire month.

Sora hadn't realized how long he'd been silently standing there, completely lost in his own thoughts. He shook his head and rolled his shoulders, trying to snap himself out of it. They were trapped, yes, but at least they were trapped together. They'd find a way out eventually.

The thought brightened him considerably again.

"There's gotta be some kind of hint to how to get out of here, right? M'sorry I haven't been here to help you, Riku."