[ Except... Kairi? Sucking in a little breath, Naminé can't help but think of what the other girl said when they met at the café - about dying. Naminé hadn't known what to make of it at the time. She still doesn't, in fact, and yet it feels like she's that much closer to deciding what to think about all of it.

Perhaps understandably, her good mood has lapsed quickly. Nearly forgetting how to breathe entirely at the mention of Sora disappearing, she only seems to relax - and then merely halfway - when there's some evidence that he continued to exist in their worlds. Some part of them, anyway. ]

A-- power? [ One she didn't know he possessed, maybe; the Keyblade is mysterious, even to Naminé. Even so, ] That's... so strange. For him to disappear like that, let alone be so hard to find--

[ So hard for someone with magic like her own to find, apparently, which is all the more distressing. ]

It must not be just a city.

[ Curling a hand against her mouth, she seems to take a moment to allow all of this to sink in. Once she does, her hand sinks slightly, her frown visible overtop of it. ]

I want... [ The girl falters, very much unused to expressing herself. ] I want to be frustrated with him. [ She looks as if she feels a bit guilty for even saying so afterward, and her hands curl around each other on her lap. ] But I can't say that I'm surprised he would do something like that. Not if it was for the sake of a friend.