Timon could feel the Nobodies presence even before his footsteps reached the meerkats ears. The stench of Darkness was overwhelming and feeling in the pit of his stomach far stronger than it had been with any of the others he had met. It was as though there were two of them present, which in fact there was. However, Timon was naive enough to suspect that all this had been caused by Marluxia and Marluxia alone. He must have been stronger than the others. Gee, wouldn’t that be the perfect cherry on top of it all. That must have been why he was such a higher number than someone like Larxene. He frowned and turned to face the Nobody, sure to keep his distance.

The meerkat was silent for a moment, taken back by Marluxia’s appearance. He looked rough, very rough compared to the others. Had he fought with someone recently? How greatly had they weakened him? Maybe this had brought him down to par with the lower Organization members. If things turned sour, they might actually have a chance to defeat him in such a state. Timon liked that idea.

“We’re only making this brief.” He replied, showing no interest in keeping the Nobody company. The sooner they got this over with the sooner they could leave. “You know the deal.” He continued, gesturing to the urn. “I held out my part. It’s yours after you hold out yours.”