Shoal shrugs. "No need to worry. I know not to enter somebodies room uninvited. Especially a teenage girls," he remarks. He saunters below deck and finds himself an unoccupied room. "Guess this'll do," he says as he tosses his pack onto the bunk. "Home sweet home."<br/>He takes a moment to think before plopping down on the bed. He extends his hand forward and wills the shadows to coalesce into a small ball which he then crushes in his palm. The darkness explodes out between his fingers, taking the form of his keyblade. He swishes it gently through the air, testing the weight of it. "Not bad for a stick."<br/><br/>He reaches into his pocket with his other hand and pulls out the keychain Reya had inhabited when they first met. He eyes the chain attached to the blade. "I wonder..."<br/>He hesitates for a moment before removing its current keychain and replacing it with the other.<br/>