“Very peculiar.” The monkey commented while stroking the white, beardlike fur at the end of his chin. Such an interesting cub. Can't remember his own territory, smells slightly of meerkat... so many mysteries, this place has. However, Rafiki's face switched from contemplative to an optimistic and smiling in a flash.

“Well ‘den! Perhaps…” Rafiki tapped his walking stick on the ground, the gourds tied to the top rattling gently. “We can help each other.” He then dashed to Roxas’ side while his gaze was averted.

“Finding our way may lead ‘de path to finding-“ he tapped the side of Roxas’ head “-your memories.”