"I'm Sora," he replied, then followed Zidane's distracted glance to the pretty, red haired woman, "and...I have no idea"

Unlike Zidane, a pretty girl rarely turned Sora's head. At least not quite the same way did with Zidane. Sora was hardly what you would call a 'ladies's man', and he wouldn't know what flirting was if it came up and bit him. But the girl was pretty, there was no denying that.

"Hi." Sora replied, though not as energetically as he would have, seeing how quiet and shy the girl was.