[ That gets her a tighter hug. It doesn't matter that they'd talked about it before. This is fresh again. He'd told Sora how much of a jerk he'd been, but he didn't say anything about how this might impact Naminé, because he wasn't sure what all she'd be willing to show him in the first place. He'd simply ended the conversation reassuring Sora that he couldn't give permission for something like this, that it had to be Naminé's choice, not his - even as someone in those memories, even as Naminé's boyfriend, he just couldn't.

So it doesn't matter that she had to stop him from killing Sora. She still hurt him. He knows that. He deserved it, but he still pushed her into that position. Plus the rest of the changes to his memories that she was forced to do that he didn't remember at all.

And that's why he's not sure what to do. So unsure that he leans down just enough to speak quietly near her ear. ]

And now you're remembering it all again. I was trying not to make you do that. I have to ask, Naminé... do you want to talk about it some more? Or get that food you wanted? Tell me what to do, and I'll do it. I just don't know what will make you feel better right now. I'm sorry.

[ He thinks a better boyfriend - a better boy, even, like Sora - would surely have been able to figure that out, without asking outright. ]