The Graceful Assassin's head shot up at the sudden noise and he scowled at the familiar silhouette in the doorway. So... they had finally managed to find him, had they? No matter. He would defeat the Superior's lapdog and make his escape. They still had so far to go, after all.

In one swift motion, Marluxia grabbed a stack of nearby papers, storing them away and summoning his scythe. The Nobody fell back into a defensive position, eying Saix cautiously. "Closed quarters don't suit either of us."