"Isn't it?" He walks across the sand, eyes bright. He'd gotten so used to Paixao that the change of scenery was amazing. "I wouldn't mind staying here for awhile," he admits. Maybe pitch a tent, see if there were any stars at night? If other floors even changed time of day. He really didn't know.

But hey, Zidane wouldn't mind the wait, and he did make the date comment -

Before Zidane was able to speak again (and it would've been romantic, trust him!), an inky darkness spreads across the ground around them, and claws reach out, climbing and pulling out the forms of several Neoshadow Heartless.

Crap.