Sora didn't worry about the other dances, as he knew he told Riku that the last dance would be only his. "And I only wish to think of you." He smiled softly and moved forward enough to put his head on Riku's shoulder. Forget everyone else.
"Last year....I spent this entire festival sulking in the stables with Orion and a book. I left at one point, and saw the bonfire on the hill late at night, but I turned and rode away until I could see it no longer." The Spring meant nothing to him but another year of sadness and loneliness. He had no wishes, and nothing but dark thoughts to wrestle with. "I am glad I have enjoyed it this year with you."