Nel eyed Marluxia. If their target hated him as much as Zexion said, then he'd need a good spiel ready before he went in there, and so would Zexion.
"What's your plan?" She asked, of both of them. She knew what her plan was, hers, and Ulquiorra's: stick close, observe the situation, and subdue the target if necessary, but they were there to subdue by force.
Zexion, and Marluxia, were there to try words, first. Better to have someone join Khamja willingly than be dragged in as a captive, and not just for the whole bother of getting a captive all the way back to the Palace. It'd be much better for their target, too.
She wasn't sure what Lumi's plan was. Possibly, kill the target if all else fails, but he probably had some role before that point, even if it was to make sure no one got it into their heads to kill Marluxia while he slept.
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"What's your plan?" She asked, of both of them. She knew what her plan was, hers, and Ulquiorra's: stick close, observe the situation, and subdue the target if necessary, but they were there to subdue by force.
Zexion, and Marluxia, were there to try words, first. Better to have someone join Khamja willingly than be dragged in as a captive, and not just for the whole bother of getting a captive all the way back to the Palace. It'd be much better for their target, too.
She wasn't sure what Lumi's plan was. Possibly, kill the target if all else fails, but he probably had some role before that point, even if it was to make sure no one got it into their heads to kill Marluxia while he slept.