Once inside completely, Sora took up a spot dutifully near his sister, leaning against the wall beside her. He nodded thoughtfully at Calhoun as she explained. Understandable, he figured.

     While he tried not to stare openly at her, it wasn't too difficult for him to figure that she must be some kind of military. Definitely the athletic sort at the very least. Who ran around calling people 'champ' anyway?

     "Yeah. Our parents decided to generously pass off their invitations to us," he replied, obviously not very thrilled about said generosity or thoughtfulness on his parents' part.