Lea was always warm. As a matter of fact, he was warmer than most people, with an average body temperature that would qualify as a low grade fever for most, though was perfectly normal for him.

And Lea was perfectly content with Elsa not letting go, and had no intention of doing so himself either. Despite the circumstances that had brought them both here, it felt good. Right. Like he could hold her like this forever and not get tired of it.

He was a bit confused at her words at first, though, until realization hit. "Well," he said, "at least one of us made it home OK, then." He sighed a bit, hoping Sora and Ven had been that lucky too. But he didn't want her to worry about things neither of them could change, so he attempted to shift the topic a bit to something more relevant. "How'd everything go? Are your sister and the kingdom alright now?"