Immediately, Marluxia became more cautious, tensing for a fraction of an instant and his expression immediately shifting into a frown. His suspicions, now, were completely confirmed. She did remember. Everything. And every moment he spent here was a moment spent in danger. He could leave now. A quick retreat was better than death, and there was no way to tell that just because Larxene hadn't attacked him now that she wouldn't later. And yet somehow Marluxia could tell that before him was an opportunity. One that he hadn't come across in a long, long time. And with the loss of so many promising pawns, the Graceful Assassin couldn't say he had much choice.

Even so, he was no fool. "Blame can be shifted around all you please. I've kept the real threat in mind and have been pulling strings to extinguish it. You wouldn't mind dropping a hint before we leave? I hope you can understand why I might be a little... hesitant."