Did she always feel the need to point out the obvious? Of course the Heartless did "bad things," they took people's hearts. That was generally bad. Though he guessed he couldn't really blame her too much for not liking the things. There was just something about them that Mao didn't like either. He couldn't put his finger on exactly what it was, maybe it was just that there seemed to be something wrong about them. And maybe that's why they were so fascinating. An enigma, a puzzle to tear apart and dissect, if one that got a little boring to do so with all the disappearing. But, as was Mao's nature, he still wanted to know more, even if he had to look at the glowing white creatures too to do it.

"At least you still have a voice," he finally decided on saying after a moment of deliberation.