Putting up with something didn't necessarily mean he cared for it. Marluxia grit his teeth as electricity coursed through his body. It hurt, yes, but not as badly as it would have a normal man. He turned toward Elenra with a venomous glare. How dare she have the nerve to laugh after attacking him!

Marluxia threw his hand out, a puddle of darkness forming beneath Elenra before dark green, thorned vines sprang forth, wrapping themselves tightly around her. They held onto her for a few seconds before retreating once again, Marluxia looking back over at Xemnas.

"Gladly," he replied, pulling his hood up again before he walked over to Elenra and grabbed her arm, opening a portal to the woman's shop.