The night is a bit of a blur for Sora, he was so out of it, but he does remember one thing quite vividly; three people were turned because of him. Two of them by his own hand. It's his fault that they're here, in this mess. He still hasn't quite grasped all of his morals, but he knows he should apologize, at least a little.

This guy, though... Sora's not even sure of his name. And turning him seems to have driven him towards some sort of mental breakdown. That's not good. Better have a talk with him, he guesses? He feels kinda bad that he broke the guy.

So, he steels himself and goes to sit on the floor by Foster, hoping the guy won't run away.

"Um... Hi."