[Maes nods and looks thoughtful. So it's not like Sora ate anything weird or hurt himself he just...fell asleep. And if there had been something in the air then wouldn't Xion have also been effected?

Maes frowns, tapping his pen against his notebook. He then writes.]

Yeah, sorry Xion, but I've got nothing. Do you want to go grab a bite to eat while I look after Rip Van Winkle here?