[...Okay, even with the slight awkward and embarrassment, Riku can't help the chuckle that escapes him. The similarities are... striking, to say the least.]

Can't say I blame you. Those kinds of things seem to rarely change. [A smirk, then:] My five year old self dreamed of seeing other worlds some day, and loved the stories I'd hear about them. That still hasn't changed too much, and look.

[He motions to their surroundings.] Here we are.