Even as she moved with seemingly idle movements, Ursula watched the boy carefully from the corner of her eye. He looked so much like...well. It wasn't important. Not yet, anyway. She had a sneaking suspicion just why he was here...and if she pushed too hard, he'd balk. He was practically radiating skittishness.

"Mm hmm," she said now, nodding a bit and finally halting her slow rotation around him. As she spoke, she held out one hand to the side, swirling her fingers. "Not just any something, is it? Or you'd ask your friends." The wet, dark sand under her hand rose up and twisted, expanding into a chair of sorts. Ursula sat, giving Roxas an encouraging smile. "You're here because you have a question no one else seems able, or willing, to answer."