[ When Cain looks at him, it's almost like he's looking right through him. It really is like he's a different person, but Sora knows that can't be true. While he doesn't know what exactly happened to make Cain end up in this strange dream, he's certain that they need to bring him back to himself somehow. They won't be able to leave otherwise.

Every time Peggy reaches out to Cain, he pulls away, which means they need to try and convince him with their words. The last thing he wants is for Cain to run, lost from them in this field of flowers. ]

I don't think it works that way. Unless you come with us, you might be stuck here forever.

[ Just like Sora would have been stuck in the Final World, eventually turning into one of those nameless stars that he'd found there. Just a remnant of himself, a piece of emotion lingering in some in-between place even though his body was long gone. That's what would happen to Cain, and they can't allow that.

Sora takes a look around them, his head tilting to the pink sky. The breeze kisses his cheeks, the sun a pleasant warmth on his face. When he draws in a breath, the air tastes sweet. Everything about this place is nice, but... ]

I know that doesn't seem like such a bad thing, but none of this is real.