He was glad Sora ignored the question. Glad, that was strange, that seemed...different. Its existence in him felt too simple, too undeniably present. Rather than think about it, he shrugged at Sora's suggestions, saying, "Any place is good." The thought of the clock tower lingered in his mind. Memory told him he had been there before, not just once, either. But not with Sora. Someone else had been there with him, sitting on the edge, looking into the sunset. 

"Lead the way." He'd let him pick. He didn't care to ask that they go to the clock tower but if that was what Sora wanted, he wouldn't object. Maybe he'd figure something out once he was up there. It was worth looking into, right now when he had nothing else to go on but a confused tangle of memories.