Sora sighed, and refused to let go of Riku's hand. He insisted on walking him to the front door and watching him drive his car away. After which he sighed heavily again and stared at the entryway of the house.
How did you get anywhere? And what in the world was he going to do for eight hours? He started going forward, through some rooms, hoping he could figure out where everything was in Riku's house.