He felt the Keyblade want to materialize for a moment, but ignored It - Nightwing was tugging him out, and he was wondering how he was going to tell it was lunch. Probably when his stomach felt like eating his spine. That worked!
"Bye-by--" And then the door was closed, and Cake was still confused, but manageable. He'd just have to... have to... pay... bail? Pause. "Can I pay bail?"