[None of this is really making sense to Sora, and he follows Vanitas with his gaze around the circle.]
Nothing you're saying makes any sense. Why would my memory be a mess? How do you know anything about my heart?
[He's not sure why he's even asking, he's about ready to give up figuring it out and assume it's all just weird dream stuff that's not supposed to make sense.]
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Nothing you're saying makes any sense. Why would my memory be a mess? How do you know anything about my heart?
[He's not sure why he's even asking, he's about ready to give up figuring it out and assume it's all just weird dream stuff that's not supposed to make sense.]