"Is it?" she said also in jest, like she hadn't the slightest idea why such a thing could be considered selfish, and with this began a minor monologue which bordered upon the level of tirade in its comedic value. "Well, fine... I suppose I could let you keep them. Ya' know, since with gifts it's supposed to be the thought that counts. Plus, I might not like them so much if they were just floating around somewhere. Your face is kinda necessary for the overall ascetic..." she said taking a moment to frame his face with her fingers as if making a picture of his face, including his hair that she stared at a few seconds too long as he moved towards her. Though given she'd also claimed to have wanted his hair she realized that her earlier desires could have been satisfied with much more simple request. And as such that would be the punchline to the jest going for quite sometime. "Hmm, I could have just asked for your head by that logic~" she finished this monologue as they made their way towards the ground but apparently didn't touch it.
At the notion that he hadn't known anyone better than himself either she only scoffed. "Well not all of us can be self-motivated," she offered sticking her tongue out at the lad and managing to seem like she was in a huff, but not being anything of the sort. Still there was the matter of something new happening before her. Strangely, this lad's Keyblade was made into the form she'd first seen it as. Besides this the time around them was altered but both retained a common knowledge of what had happened previously. She even got to see and feel a strange blue mist. "Hmm, that's a bit different... Nice, nice..." she mused as if it was a simple apprasial of his abilities. Moving along from this there was the commentary that a nearby smaller island had some trees on it, that he might find his destiny-altering fruit. "Hm, island-hopping, sounds like a bit of fun. Let's go!~" she mused content to follow along with the same amount of vigor she'd led her previous adventure with.