[There is visible disappointment on Sora's face when Jamie stops, but then he notices that he's upset, and quickly tries to reassure him. He gently places his hand over Jamie's on the ukulele, the one that's still tense and cramped from the sudden realization and his sudden worry. He runs his thumb over Jamie's knuckles.]

No, you didn't-- I mean, I could feel it, but like... It felt different, so I could sort of tell it was coming from you. Like I could feel what you were feeling, but not on the same level I was feeling my own stuff?

[He laughs a bit.]

Kinda hard to explain. But it was nice. It... felt like you. And it was pretty cool, too. I liked it.