Well at one point they might have been, but considering they'd never actually met in their timelines before coming to Paixao? Not so much. Still, Naminé knew she couldn't run from Sora. It wasn't right and it wasn't fair to him. She came to a shuddering halt and turned to face him.

The weird sense of dread was back.

"If we need to talk... it has to be somewhere safe," she told him, looking down at the ground. "Not many people know I'm here." And she wanted to keep it that way.