[ if there were fireworks, kairi probably would have given sora a look. not that she would be mad, exactly. more likely she would be embarrassed. so she just settles for appreciating his enthusiasm and his company while she works on something new. ]

A story about me? Hmm...

[ she probably should have seen that question coming, especially with sora here. she could say a lot of things, like how fighting next to him made her feel like an actual part of the group, like she isn't just going to be left behind for the rest of her life while sora and riku go off as keyblade wielders and save worlds. but she also remembers how her real chance at being a hero against darkness had ended, right before she was brought here. ]

I'm still in training, Sora. You know that. [ it's a gentle tease, even if it's true in her mind. she folds her hands behind her back as she thinks. she's just gotten done with a mini-speech about how being a hero isn't just about fighting. she can pick a story that isn't fighting. ]

Do you remember when you were turned into a heartless? You sacrificed yourself to save me, to wake me up and give me my heart back. Donald and Goofy took me away, but you followed us. I was scared because the heartless were coming and one kept following me. But when I stopped to watch, I knew it was you. And I knew I wasn't going to abandon you, no matter what form you were in. Now that I've been training with Merlin at home, I know I really do have a lot to learn about fighting and combat. I also know that I won't stop trying to help and protect people. Even if that means a tiny heartless that's following me.

[ she smiles at him, fondly, the smile of a best friend who will never let him die. maybe this time she really will be able to protect him. ]