"Trust me, they are," Kairi said warmly. Really, they were. She made them with heart.

Naminé's present is the only one she has in her hands, given that the rest are small enough to fit in her bag. But she holds it over to her. "Here! I hope you like it," she said, smiling. It was a little predictable of a choice, but she had decided to get Naminé a sketchbook, one with a smooth, distcint cover that was also glossy and held together with a clasp. Something a little special, even if it was an obvious choice for her to make.