Marluxia watched the dancer's presentation. It was a beautiful dance to be sure, something he could appreciate, though there was a hollowness to it all that made the performance less than stellar. But he hadn't come here for the dancers to begin with and so when their host finally made his appearance, Marluxia found himself paying much more rapt attention.

As the doors slammed closed, he turned to his companion curiously, seeming not to notice the mob of Heartless stampeding close by. "Should we jump into the fray and see if we can't give ourselves a better public image or would you rather wait and watch them panic for awhile?"