[ Sora nods, as he hasn't encountered any Displaced who actually want to make any problems there, with regards to his age. He doesn't intend to be here long enough to turn eighteen for real, and is hopeful it won't take that long to get back home.

Aerith's question is a fair one, though Sora hesitates for a moment, not sure there's a clear-cut way to explain. ]

We were pitted against each other in a Coliseum. This guy, Hades, Lord of the Underworld, had a grudge, so he kept finding more and more enemies to throw my way. I guess he and Sephiroth made some kind of deal. Cloud was after him too, though.

[ Sora's still not sure where the two of them ended up. He's confident that Cloud can handle himself, even against Sephiroth, and Aerith (the one he knows) hadn't seemed concerned, so... ]