[ Sora could sleep a year, has slept a year - and it's for the better that Naminé's not thinking about that particular fact at the moment as she lets her eyes trail broadly over the room at his prompting. Without being conscious of it, she exhales a comfortable sigh; whether she considers herself a visitor or not, the place has a pleasant air about it that she's susceptible to. Nodding in response to his first question, ]

This is... really beautiful, Sora.

[ Whether it's designed with a keen eye for aesthetics or not hardly makes a difference; the loveliness is in the sense of the place itself. Naturally smiling back after he does it first, Naminé only falters when he inquires as to her well-being. It doesn't last long, since she has a better answer to give these days. ]

I've been doing well. [ Her shoulders lift in what could almost be a shrug. ] It's like you said: this place is really something else.

[ Which was her hope from the beginning. Maybe she still considers it a possibility that this 'dream' scenario is an elaborate ruse, but each pleasant day pushes that a bit further back down under the surface of her mind. A subtle hint of gentle teasing sneaks into her voice as she tilts her head a couple of degrees to point out, ]

But I think maybe I should be asking you that. All of you boys must have been working pretty hard lately to dream this whole thing up...!

[ She wouldn't judge him if he did sleep in after all of that. ]