Well... [He trails off, linking his hands behind his head and rocking on his heels a little before finally plopping down to sit cross-legged in the snow right where he's at, still a few feet away. He leans back on his palms casually, or at least as casually as one can manage when they're wrist-deep in the snow.

It suddenly doesn't matter so much who they are. All Sora knows is he doesn't see why anybody should think of themselves like that.]

I can't remember you 'cause I've never met you before. [As far as he knows, anyhow.] So that's not something you have to worry about. How about just... meeting people? I'm sure you're worth meeting!