[Honestly Sora's not even remotely fazed by the kid chugging a whole gallon of milk on the Network. He'd do the same. It's standard teen business, of course.]

Alright! What sort of fight? Because I think I could do pretty good in a sword fight, but if it's wrestling than I dunno... [He trails off, scratching his cheek thoughtfully before his eyes widen with realization.]

Wait, three AM?! I can't stay up that late! ...Or wake up that early! [DONALD WOULD KILL HIM IF HE KNEW]