Sora wasn't asleep at all, of course. He was just kind of lying there, listening to himself breathe, rubbing his face against the pillow. Perhaps tomorrow, he would owe Riku an explanation. It wasn't so kind of him to be so cryptic, but he still felt that his feelings were selfish and unjustified, and so he didn't really want to share them. He just...everything had already been perfect. He really wasn't adjusting well to these changes.
"Mmmm," he replied, indicating that yes he was, and shifted a little to uncover his face some.