He managed a laugh.

"Oh is that why you're wearing pajamas?" he asked facetiously. "I thought we were just gonna have a slumber party."

Levity was good; if he could still crack a joke he hadn't lost his mind, right? He rubbed the crown of his head and cast his eyes up the side of one of the buildings nearby. "I know it shouldn't be possible," he admitted, letting his arm fall and licking his lips nervously, "but... I dunno what else this could be." He gestured down the road in front of them. "There, up around that corner is the fountain court," he said, "and... off that way, you can see the, ah... the castle." He rubbed his arms again. "This is definitely Radiant Garden," he said, giving her a haunted look, "so unless we both sleepwalked into a VR simulation of the town I grew up in, I think you somehow managed to stumble into a dream I'm having." A dream he had at least once a week, even lately. A dream that would probably continue to haunt him until Xehanort was defeated, if not beyond then.

In the long run, he supposed it probably wasn't the strangest thing he'd ever heard.