The Spirits really were all different. Their likes and dislikes, quirks, favorite foods. It seemed that about the only thing one wouldn't see in a Spirit was outright malice. Bruce's mischief seemed to be closest it got.

"No, nothing new." The pigeons weren't the only ones along the mail route, but they were actually some of the customers. Somehow. Sora didn't question it. The worlds had their quirks too, it seemed.