"Well, I followed 'em there to scope out places that no one would ever, ever go to for uh... Well, you know. Anyway, I ran into 'em and they thought I was the imposter."

Demyx offered a sheepish smile as he pulled his hands away. That particular incident left him with some nasty bruises lasting for about a week and taught a good lesson about tailing people while imposter warnings were in effect. Getting beat up with a keyblade was something he'd be able to scratch off his bucket list three times now if it were even on there to begin with.

"I'm kinda glad though cuz I think that goat dude would've roped me into whatever that 'training' thing was about."