[Darkness and hunger and monsters rarely stop a Keyblade Master who can see in the dark and has little need to eat. He's been prowling the floors as usual, scouting out what he can find for days when he does need to eat, and seeing just how the others have been surviving.

Finding someone actually cultivating some plants was interesting, and he hung back a ways to watch. When her magic goes awry though he's interested - it's always good to broaden one's horizons on magic. And making new allies is certainly useful.]

He approaches at his usual pace, non-threateningly.]

Is there a problem, miss?