Sora has never been much of a winter person. The cold and blistering winds are not Sora's favorite thing. So when he does have to go somewhere he bundles up in his heavy winter coat, gloves, scarf, hat and boots. ...Still wearing calf-length shorts though, from sheer habit of it.

As he makes his way through the streets he passes by the spot that Xion has picked to huddle herself in. It's the keyblade, shaped exactly like his default, that immediately has Sora stopping and yelping loudly as he nearly drops his bag from his shoulder.

"H-Hey!! Where'd you get that?!" He's pointing at the keyblade. Sora, that's rude...!