[Sora's glare hardens as Psi speaks, grip tightening on the Keyblade. Who is he, anyway, that he thinks he can tell him what to do? Maybe that would fly when he worked for the Ringmaster, but that's no longer true.
He doesn't want to fight Psi, but his nonchalance makes Sora's blood boil.]
Oh yeah? You and what army are gonna make me?
[He doesn't care about the others; in fact, he hopes they leave, lest they get hurt. But Psi is gonna have to drag him back to the carnival, if that's what he wants.]
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He doesn't want to fight Psi, but his nonchalance makes Sora's blood boil.]
Oh yeah? You and what army are gonna make me?
[He doesn't care about the others; in fact, he hopes they leave, lest they get hurt. But Psi is gonna have to drag him back to the carnival, if that's what he wants.]