"It doesn't work, with you," Riku said, shrugging. "Sora's got a weird face. You have a nice..." Immediately, he was acutely aware of what he was saying, and his cheeks flared up. "Uh--nevermind." He braced a hand against his head, looking down at the floor.

"I just... never thought it mattered, when compared to the grand scheme of things," he carded a hand through his hair then. "I never thought it'd be important. And then you," he raised his eyes, a little shy. "went and actually had me feeling like... maybe they were. Maybe feeling could help someone." Riku shrugged, twining his fingertips together now, refusing to look up to Lea. Talking about this sort of thing felt heavy on his tongue. Now that he'd pressed Lea to talk about himself more, he didn't feel like he could abstain from talking about himself. It'd be hypocritical, and though Riku sometimes welcomed it... not in this case. Not with Lea.