The awareness returned to the Nobody's mien, and he shot Sora a small grin. "You've protected the worlds, overcome countless enemies, slain a thousand Heartless with naught the help of another… and yet you find the outcome of these odds bleak." Luxord tsked, shaking his head in mock shame. "I truly believed you'd more resolve than such, child."

"However can you trust those friends of yours to help your plight and desire of exodus, yet cannot find that burdening strength and 'love' for them adequate to defeat a man behind a microphone?"

He smiled grimly, eyes making a point to sear into the Keybearer's own. "You're pathetic."