[She gives him a dry grin.] Well don't strain that head of yours too much; you've already overclocked it. It's not that important.

I grew up in a big city further north, but we used to spend a couple weeks every summer in Alabama with mom's folks, and they'd always come visit for the winter holidays. Nana used to complain something awful about how cold Chicago got around Christmastime.

[A sidelong look and she reaches forward to grab that bottle, throwing back a swig. Drinking from a glass is for the birds, amirite? She kind of wants to ask Riku about those other worlds, but he looks pretty exhausted, so she refrains for now. Instead she just sort of clicks her tongue chidingly.]

What're you even doing out of bed, in such sad shape, anyway? Overdo it and you'll be sick even longer, cadet.