Kadaj glanced around at the slowly growing assemblage of Spira's most dangerous people. He wasn't sure who the woman with the two black dressed minions was, but she hadn't been in the Palace prior to today anyway. "Marluxia and Lumi," he said, quietly, "the Lucians," Ignis and Gladio, who Kadaj didn't think would be far behind, "Gin, Kuja," he paused and added, "and Bellatrix," with a note of distaste. He'd run into her in a corridor and she'd acted like he wasn't even there. Kadaj hadn't known who she was, but he'd figured it out from Yylfordt's description of the crazy bitch with dark hair and an expression like she'd trodden in something, and that something was you. Apparently she really didn't like Selkies, or Al Bhed.

"I think that's it." Everyone else was already here. "Lots of Jyllandis," he said, in a murmur. "A lot of the others declined to attend." Kurotsuchi and Tousen among them, even though this was about Aizen. Maybe they'd figured they couldn't risk disappearing at the moment to attend. "You never get the whole clan together," he explained, in an undertone. "They can't stand in a room together for long enough."

And if they did ever manage to assemble into one room together the combined weight of all those egos would probably suck Spira into a black hole.

"But this is more than usual."