"It does, doesn't it? Why anyone would want to replace the beauty of nature with cold facsimiles is anyone's guess. The grass seems more than capable of growing outside and as you can see, there is plenty of food," he agreed. Really, Marluxia could hardly stand it in this place sometimes. It was a shame he couldn't access his garden anymore. More than a shame, really. What he wouldn't give to walk through a place where the flora and fauna actually had a sense of life to them.

There was something to be said about a being that could hardly be said to exist wishing to be surrounded by life. As for what it was, Marluxia didn't know. He was no philosopher.

"Explains things?" he asked, genuinely curious. "Such as...?" Few were the number that could recognize Castle Oblivion for what it was in such a short amount of time. Maybe there was even more to this young man than met the eye.