Gin, ever smiling, took another mouthful of his drink.

So Marluxia had been enough of an enemy to them to require somebody to go out and warn Vexen. That went much deeper than minor dislike, didn't? That explained precisely why Ienzo insisted on accompanying the retrieval party instead of leaving it to Marluxia and his creepy companion.

He turned slightly to the sound of Lexaeus's voice. He didn't have to do it, but to not react to such a sudden noise to the side of him would have looked rather more suspicious than sitting still and oblivious.