Roxas looked over at Naminé. "Huh? Oh...Yeah..." The answer was far from enthusiastic, but since he'd caught up with everyone else by then she didn't have much room to question him further.

"It's sea-salt ice cream, Timon. And it shouldn't make your head hurt, unless you try to eat too much at once..." Another tug at the back of his head made him pause a second time, except this time he zoned out so badly he didn't catch up with everyone else. He just stood there, staring off into the distance at absolutely nothing.