Right, walking home. Roxas wasn't worried. It was him and Axel. They could take on anything the town threw at them.
"Well, in my dream, Sora and I were just kids. We were playing at a park, in a big sandbox. We had a pail and were filling it with went sand, making pail-shaped sandcastles. At one point, we were on the swings, and then ran around in the grass. Mom was there, and she pushed us on the swing, and my dad... he wrestled with us on the grass. He could take both of us, me and Sora, down at once. ..... He really loved us. Its not fair that he's not here anymore."