Sora's really not sure what to make of the blank photo. The similarity to the incident in the post office suggested something, though. Curiosity demanded that he take a closer look at the photo. Manners demanded he not make an ass of himself.

"The fancies are rarer than figments, but not as rare as fantasies," he replied, "May I?" That photo had too much in common with the ID card found in the post office. He knew the card had had a voice attached to it, though he only knew that from someone else mentioning it. If this photo was the same, Celestia already heard it, but he was curious. He wasn't sure if he would recognize the voice, but it couldn't hurt to hear it for himself.