For the first time in what seems like forever, Jamie experiences a flash of that slightly fond, slightly exasperated Sora-you-dork feeling. The guy is just so happy about the surprise he's put together. That enthusiasm is contagious, even if Jamie has been thoroughly inoculated with angst.

He follows Sora inside the fort, arching an eyebrow at the sheer size and scope of the thing. He looks thoroughly impressed with the setup inside, too; Sora really went all-out for this. Jamie's not oblivious to the fact that this says a lot about Sora's regard for him and the other guys - he knows Sora has been pretty worried about all of them - and try though he might to deny it, Jamie is, deep down in his angry little teen soul, pretty touched.

Of course, he'd rather be stuck in a closet with Alec Campion than say any of this out loud, so he just joins Sora in the pillow nest. He does not flop, because Jamie does not roll that way, but he does seem a little more relaxed already as he settles down beside his bandmate. "It's pretty nice," he concedes, allowing a faint grin as he takes in Sora's handiwork. "This must've taken you forever. What'd Mr. Patil say?"