[ Well, that was fast. Naminé can't say she ever expected to comfort Demyx, of all people. Demyx, who takes things easy, slow, calm. Demyx, who'd be content just with his sitar and a nice nap.

If she's honest, she really doesn't get time travel either. But what she says kind of makes sense, she thinks. And seeing Demyx less panicked is good. Naminé nods, and she offers him a tiny smile. ]

I'm a little surprised, but... I'm glad I was able to help you, even just a little bit.

[ She pauses. ]

It really will be okay, I think.