[The Replica falters, that smug grin of his fading for a split second, while he averts his eyes. Of course he remembers. It's been hard not to think about it...]

Hrmph. You think you're so much better than me, don't you? Insulting your 'honor,' hah... Let me guess. It's because you're a big, hotshot Keyblade Master now. Don't think Sora hasn't told me.

[His face twists into a sneer.]

If you're just gonna act all high and mighty, maybe I shouldn't say anything. Not like he's gonna need me anymore, either... Lucky me.

[The last remark's just barely muttered. With Riku around, will Sora even care to hang with him anymore?]