Vexen was a man that had been through the mill. Marluxia had known that anyway, he'd known that before they'd traveled to Daguerreo to find him. Xigbar would have made walking away from the 'Order' as it had been established, and the Organization as it truly was, just as dangerous as it had been under Xemnas. Add to that the failed relationship, betrayals, long journeys, and being picked up by the last people in the world Vexen probably wanted to see, and it was no wonder the man looked haggard.
Though he was rather more well rested and composed than he had been. Marluxia smiled at him. "I'm sure you'll make the place your own before long."
Marluxia took a sip from his coffee before he asked, "Have you been given the tour, yet?" Their arrival hadn't been the time for more than a 'Kitchen's there, beds are this way' style introduction to the Palace. "The gardens are really quite impressive, especially to say we're underground."
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Date: 2015-07-09 06:47 pm (UTC)Though he was rather more well rested and composed than he had been. Marluxia smiled at him. "I'm sure you'll make the place your own before long."
Marluxia took a sip from his coffee before he asked, "Have you been given the tour, yet?" Their arrival hadn't been the time for more than a 'Kitchen's there, beds are this way' style introduction to the Palace. "The gardens are really quite impressive, especially to say we're underground."