She was right behind him now, a place he'd really rather she wouldn't be. Laharl remembered all too well what happened the last time she'd been behind him. He sat there stiffy, willing himself to turn his head. It took several moments, but finally he managed to get ahold of himself to steel his expression, as his gaze slowly peeked over his shoulder up at her, crimson eyes full of hate.

"What the hell do you want, Larxene?" the demon boy uttered, his dislike of the Organization member more than just slightly apparent in his voice. Was she here for him? To take him away again? Then again, surely if she had she'd have chosen a better way to do it, not to mention it sounded like the others they'd captured were all freed. Maybe she was just here to torment him more. That seemed pretty likely above all else.