He didn't need to turn to know the Keyblade Graveyard was there. He couldn't think of a tougher or wiser world to have by his side. Much as he wold have appreciated the company of his home, he'd fear for the Destiny Islands out there. Between a world and a person, they had a wide variety of experiences to draw upon, something valuable in a situation like this.

Riku stood there, jaw set as strong as his resolve a moment before speaking. "You ready for this?" Even as he said it, he stepped off unflinchingly. His feet met with nothing, and he floated there, not entirely unlike what happened when he slipped off his own Station of Awakening. The difference was this was intentional and done with conviction rather than an accident. Finally, as he began to float out, he looked over his shoulder to make sure the world was with him.