Sora's right about that. It's a nice thought -- the two of them doing some good in a way that no one could stop. If Roxas were more of a hero, the idea would make him cheerier than it does, though it still leaves him smiling.

"Yeah," he says. "You know, that's a really good idea. Maybe one of the shops here sells them?"

He nods over his shoulder and starts moving, expecting Sora to come with him. Walkie-talkies aren't the sort of thing Aerith would have, but maybe those ducks have some. Or maybe some of the other people that have slowly begun to return to this world, making it their home again.

"Too bad there's no spell for it." As far as he knows. "We could just magic-talk to each other."