Sora reached up and hugged back. "Good, I'm glad." Otherwise he'd be too worried. "Just let me know when you're ready, and I'll come up." Maybe he could get a temporary at the candy place for a few months. It would help pay for the gas.
"You were disowned?" Sora asked curiously. He knew the fought, but he'd gone home every holiday. Maybe Riku meant just the wrangling on his spending.
"Riku...what do rich ladies do?" he asked, seemingly out of the blue. He knew his Mom wanted a daughter to bake with and do some knitting or something, go shopping and all that. Domestic girl things that Sora couldn't see Riku's Mom ever doing. So what was it that Riku's Mom wanted out of a spouse for Riku anyway?