He flicked his eyes at the ceiling for but a split second, as though he were trying to decide where that strange feeling came from. Naturally, he wasn't intending on letting onto anything if he could help it.

"Name's Demyx." He answered with a cheerful grin. "I'm twenty-one...I think..and I've been around for five months."

He chuckled and shrugged helplessly at the last question. "I don't even know the name of my homeworld."