"I can't have room to fail. And I need to suffer equal to my Sacrifice..." he stated. It made perfect sense to him.

"I suppose we could kill somebody with the strings..... Shatter the wood and stake all the vampires...." Really, where was the harm in having music? "Perhaps they have it in patient possessions? We should go!" Soubi heard the words leave him mouth but was unable to take them back. Instead, two sides of his head argued the point.

He looked at Demyx, have sleepily and half suspiciously. "You want to meet him?" Soubi supposed they'd have to meet if Demyx stayed here tonight. But why the sudden interest?