The meerkat scoffed. Marluxia’s response was lacking, much like his others, but at this point Timon knew there wasn’t much else he could get out of the Nobody. He had served his purpose. The information he had provided them would be most useful. Assuming it was correct, of course. They were lucky to have had the opportunity to speak with him. However, Timon did not feel gratitude for Marluxia, regardless of his decision to help. He knew the Nobody had only agreed to do so for his own personal gain. This would not make up for anything he had done during his time with the Organization.

He turned his back to Marluxia and looked back to Urd, then urn in her hands. “That’s not what that kid needed to be told.” He replied to the Nobody. “But you held out your end of the bargain and, as promised, I’m holding out mine too.” Timon gestured to the urn. “Give him his heart.”