What do you mean, Why? [Sora laughs softly, teasingly. It seems like such a silly question to ask. Isn't it so, so, so obvious?

Sora's fingers trail up Roxas' thigh slightly and he leans forward.]

You're amazing, Roxas. You're smart and funny. You always look like you have something you want to say. You always work hard and you're always sweet to people that deserve it. You collect toy animals and like plastic stars. And your eyes are the prettiest ones I've ever seen.