[Sora is bored with the rain, and has retreated to the barracks since he can't be outside without getting ridiculously sick. He's idly playing handball against the wall, but mostly he's sitting there thinking way too much.]
Hey, so... What's the measure of a "person"?
I mean, what's required to be a "person"? Being able to think, or telling good from bad, or what?
[Pause while he thinks for a second, then shrugs.]
It's getting cold, too. Wonder what it's gonna be like in the winter? Not that I haven't seen snow, but I haven't lived in it.
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Hey... It's really wet out there, but you wanna go do something?