"Packing," Marluxia answered, speaking more to Nel and Ulquiorra than to Lumi. "Give him a moment." He'd caught that hesitation, that drop of the eyes and tensing of the jaw. Vexen was hurting, whether from Saix's betrayal, or with how readily he was replaced with Axel once more, and for a horrible second, Marluxia felt a beat of sympathy for a man who has endured the mundane trial of having a relationship recently go so very sour in a way that meant having to piece a life back together.
It lasted only a second, however, because this was still Vexen.
He caught Lumi's eye after that statement, and the corner of his mouth twitched, subtly, in reminiscence of a smile, and it was matched by the very faintest of nods. It had gone exceptionally smoothly, and they had a new ally. One who was, perhaps, not trusted, but who nonetheless, had potential to be useful to them.
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Date: 2015-02-02 03:15 pm (UTC)It lasted only a second, however, because this was still Vexen.
He caught Lumi's eye after that statement, and the corner of his mouth twitched, subtly, in reminiscence of a smile, and it was matched by the very faintest of nods. It had gone exceptionally smoothly, and they had a new ally. One who was, perhaps, not trusted, but who nonetheless, had potential to be useful to them.
It had been quite successful, in all.