The familiar voice makes him stop, turning to look at the other male. Michiko gurgles happily and reaches a tiny hand in Luxord's direction. Zexion is never sure what to expect from Organization members and merely watches him cautiously from a safe distance.
"Luxord." He greets the man, tone even. He doesn't seem inclined to reply to that question--mostly because he's not sure if Luxord is trustworthy or not. He's on guard.
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Date: 2012-08-19 07:47 pm (UTC)"Luxord." He greets the man, tone even. He doesn't seem inclined to reply to that question--mostly because he's not sure if Luxord is trustworthy or not. He's on guard.
"It's been a while."